The Last Rainstorm

This Time I'll Dance.

By: The iHope Poet

God, send me a rainstorm.

I know you've sent so many before..

Before these years turned into droughts.

I used to leave behind my doubts,

when rain would fall,

and dance.

But I've forgotten in recent years.

When thunder came, I'd open ears;

I loved the lightning, the waterfall..

The storm itself, well, it came and all,

I just stopped dancing. God, I tried

to love the rain - but something died

the moment I forgot 

to dance.

And now I'm asking, one more time,

before I leave my home behind..

Please, God, make me a rainstorm.

Send me one last, beautiful rain,

and help me wash away this pain.

The door is open, key in hand,

I have a future with a plan --

but I can't take another step 

without the hope

of dancing again.

Make me a rainstorm, God, one more.

I promise that I'll dance before

it goes away. This time I will --

No more watching from the windowsill.

I'll be out there, last of all,

with open arms.

Twirling in Your waterfall.

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