The rain pours down
It touches my head
It kisses me gently on my crown.
It goes slowly down my body.
It feels good.
Cleansing, refreshing, sensual.
In tune with the earth, sea, and sky.
God is talking to me and
He kisses me with the rain.
He also is crying for me.
And cleanses me and purifies me.
I become one with the earth and with Him.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem