Rivers wash away fears and rains hide tears.
The truth is hidden behind closed eyes
Clenching shut the hole to the soul
While water drips from the seal of the lids
Pretending to be rain and not sadness.
You can look up or away or right at me
But the eyes cannot hide your frights
Whether closed off or with blinding sights.
You can run away again to escape but
Rapture is just a word and fear has a strong
Will of its own and even better endurance.
So give up that insurance and look straight ahead
To the man who stares back with rain-soaked tears
Of his own. And own those fears like a badge
That shows your soul has fought for its right
To sow its own. All alone.
Standing in the waters from the sky like a
Bird flying by on its way to some place warm
And you want to flee south. To the sun and alone
Where tears dry before they grow to show
What your words refuse to let go.
But you’re not alone. And these rains only wash away
What was never a part of you in the first place.
So let the tears flow. Like the crying of the sky,
It shows no shame and neither do I.
Don’t be afraid to be like us and let the fear
Fill the lack of trust so that I may wash it away
Like the rains of another day have done
To the earth and the birds the same.