Rain and Nature

The subtle, steady, calming of a spring rain beating down on my body as I lay in a pasture of flowers and a sea of green grass, my breath is calm, my heart is calm and serene. I can feel each drop hitting my eyes, they are cleared of negative sights, my heart is wet with each new drop of rain, I no longer am hurting and full of sorrow. The field is soaked with the falling rain, my body is floating underneath the flow of rain, I hope to be swept away to a peaceful place, the tadpoles, turtles, and baby fish, welcome my presence, no harm I bring, for we are friends. I open my eyes, above me is a sea of blue sky, Gods cloth for which to paint a beautiful rainbow, my cleansing soul, shall be the pot of gold, waiting for someone new to share with others, whom shall choose to also lay in a pasture of wheat, golden daffadills. The rain has slowly stopped, a fresh summer breeze has become to blow, A smile I feel as the Mother Earth has been rebirthed..