In the rain, I look up at the sky
No answers there, but I don’t turn my eyes
Cold drops fall into my open hands
The weight of what is real slowly lands
Wishes float so easily
But my hands are still heavy
Heavy in my hands, still I reach up
Letting all that falls come down
Unspoken thoughts I never say
Quietly turn into strength
Winter rain, with no blame in its face
Falling down at a steady pace
Nowhere to run, I stand my ground
Still I don’t let my arms fall down
I keep asking, not because it comes true
But because I’m still alive, still breathing through
Heavy in my hands, I don’t look away
Holding cold reality as it stays
Just looking up, just standing here
Feels like a prayer, soft and clear
This soaked wish I’m holding tight
Doesn’t need to dry to feel right
Heavy in my hands, still, still here
Slower than the falling rain
The arms I raise, they surely point
Forward, even through the pain
Rain keeps falling, slow and true
Weight in my hands, weight in you
No scream, no sign
Just standing in this time
Heavy in my hands, still I reach up
Letting all that falls come down
Unspoken thoughts I never say
Quietly turn into strength
Even if the rain won’t end
I won’t lower my hands
I stay here
With this weight