To You, who washes away
all the impurities made.
Cleanses sinners from mistakes
they made yesterday.
You bring new life,
sprout flowers from nothing.
You make us want to dance
while You glisten our skin.
To You, who represents sadness.
tears of heaven that can destroy
anything in your wake. You erode
even the strongest rocks,
Leaving nothing but an empty
shell of what used to be.
Douse even the most
infernal of flames.
Creator and destroyer of all.
To You, Rain.