I was lost and cold again,
but as I saw the drops of rain
for a few seconds, I believed
that life still had something to give.

The water slips down from the sky,
washing off pollution and leaves that died,
trailing down on my skin, carressing my face.
The clouds protect me from infinite space.

The water strikes into the ground,
staking claims, and the sound
of thundering water runs into my heart,
the sweet water softening what once was hard.

All that I thought I felt, all I knew,
melted with the rain and was born anew.