Soft grey fell across the mind
Clouds held everything unlined
Tears arrived with gentle grace
Storm embraced the hidden place
Rain did not demand the bloom
Only cleared the inner room
Dust gave way to tender mud
Seeds drank sorrow like a flood
Comfort rose where pain had sat
Sprouts emerged from under that
Dampened world found quiet start
Moisture softened stubborn heart
Do not fear the softened days
Rain rewrites in healing ways
Tender ground becomes the key—
Sadness waters who we’ll be