Bitter complaints under an umbrella
I ignore them as I freely run
Through the invigorating shower of
Tears that freely fall down on me
Like the reawakening that I have always longed for
People stare at me strangely
But I don’t care because I know
Something they will never know
That running through the rain
Cleanses all your sorrows
And makes you soar as a
Bird soars freely through the
Unlimited heavens above
I am one with these birds who freely fly
Through this cleansing water
The rain, my soul cries out in joy
As the people who complain bitterly are missing out
On a true joy of life.