Rain can soak you thoroughly, but it’s still a virtue
You might not realize that just yet
But Rain is a gentle visitor to the flowers that were once blue
Just like you
Flowers can’t grow without rain
Humans can’t grow without pain
Whenever I look at a field of flowers now,
It’s as if they are shed in a radiant new light
Or maybe I’m the one who’s finally opened her eyes
To the heavenly scent of the flowers’ resilience
After a heavy storm
-Currently listening to “Alive Again” by Chuck Adams.
This little poem was hugely inspired by Chuck Adam’s motivating song, Alive Again. 🌹💫❤️
This is an excerpt from my second poetry collection, “The Chaotic Nature Of Living”. Available to read for free on Wattpad. Oh, and if you’re wondering, the link to that is here. (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)
Until then, my friends
Lujyn Wessam