To embody the excitement and freshness and screaming vitality of a torrential rain on a hot summer day To show off my clouds and shout out with thunder My worries and sorrows, my failures and fears. To laugh and cry and run and shriek With windstorms and hailstorms and post-summer sleet.
But most of all, I wanted to flash through people's lives like lightning So, so bright and unexpected and beautiful and alive That they held their breath and scanned the skies For just one more crackle of energy and excitement That makes them question their mundane grey lives.
If nothing else, I'll be petrichor The soft, sweet reminder of new life to come. That puts a smile on people's faces As they, for once, stop, and breathe, And remember that They, too, Are Alive.