it kept raining,
it kept raining and pouring
I could hear the trees,
I could feel the relief,
the city was breathing.

existance kept it's paste,
but somehow,
everything slowed down,
seemed like even time,
time itself, took a break.

a break from reality,
a tiny pause, as a grain of sand,
in the vastness of the beach,
and the ocean,
combined together,
to rejoice,
rejoice the oneness.

it kept raining,
it kept raining and pouring,
washing away,
all the sins
all the memories
all of it.

only leaving behind
that which always was there,
and hopefully will be,
that is us.