A heavy rain surrounds us,
our hearts sink low from pain,
a fire that once burned hotly,
now overwhelmed by rain.
Muddied by the water,
the ground beneath us fails,
unsure of its direction,
our steps leave holes of rain.
I bow my head in anguish,
as rain pours down my face,
I lift my eyes toward Heaven,
and search the sky in vain.
No answers come from rain clouds,
No shelter comes from blame,
Whatever once we wished for,
now drowned by all that rain.
Even through the sorrow,
the past is washed away,
the rain beats down upon us,
and time will start again.
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