Rain Drops On My Skin

I sat in silence

as the rain drops fell,

Each raindrop
bouncing off my bare skin,

Small rivers,

running down my face
like uninhibited tears,

Like,

Tears of joy,
Tears of pain,
Tears of wonder and gratitude to be alive.

A voice called out
‘’are you coming in?’’

''I am happy sitting here’’
I replied,

Transfixed,

I watched,
A flash of lightning light up
the late afternoon sky,

I Felt,
the sound of thunder
send shudders
through
my bones.

And I knew I was truly in
the
moment.

John Roberts
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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