Cloudless night, The wind wrapping around me, And grass tickling my legs. There are drops of water, Hitting my face, Hitting my glasses, Obscuring my vision. Motionless, I remain on the wet ground. My own tears colliding, With the raindrops, Descending down my face. The shower of rain becomes heavy. I stand and dance, Unburdened, Rain soaking my clothes, And all I do is laugh, Tears and raindrops mingling, As I continue to spin to a non-existent song.