A drop, so small,
Can cleanse me
If I let it fall
Upon my skin.

Rushing down
From heaven above
It collects like a crown
On my head, so cold.

So cold, so cold am I.

Sailing downward
It comforts me still.
All feeling is absurd
Running through it all.

The world is gray
While it soars,
Yet it makes me stay
In it's blissful reign

The rain, it never ends.