Grey clouds blanketed the sky
Hovering marshmallows
Comforting me
As the rain drifts on the ground
I find myself staring

The earth's eyes are clouds
When things get heavy
It's okay to cry and
Let it all out

This solace I come to
Brings my feet to dance with rainfall
The precipitation, the waft of petrichor
Smells like ecstasy

Soaking and present
Each droplet
That touches my skin
Tells a secret