He was walking down the rainy streets
With his thoughts pouring down as hard as the drops of rain.
Everybody around him scurrying for shelter. Not him.
He was embracing the rain. Embracing it for the cleansing it brought to him,
brought to his life.
His mind was oddly at peace with the world.
He was experiencing a peace that he hadn’t experienced before-was this bliss?
To him, it was. The joy of nature’s tears relieving him of his sins, he felt lighter.