She Was Dreaming In The Rain.
There she lays with the rain washing over her.
A beautiful dream swells up in her brain.
Oh how I wish to fly into the sky
to become a dropp of rain.
Oh how I wish to rinse over the earth,
and rid it's people of all their pain.
Oh how I long to drift through the seas.
To swim with the creatures of the deep, so free and so sane.
Oh how I wish to be one with the trees.
To flow through their leaves like blood through a vein.
Oh how I wish to be one with the creatures of land.
To relieve them of stress, to preserve their strain.
She awoke from her dream, to a world where innocents are slain.
Away from her world of perfection, she was dreaming in the rain.
And as she lay there with the rain washing over her.
She felt what it's like to be part of the chain.
A cycle of life,
a dropp of rain.
By: Tyler Creed Mabry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love the rain and i absolutely adore this poem. this one is going in my fav's +10.