Rain Drops Are Magical

I believe in miracles
I believe in karma
And I believe that
Raindrops are magical

If I could come back after I died
I’d want to be a raindrop
Or a snowflake
Or that feeling
That you get
from hugging an old friend

Or that first ‘I love you’
when you know your world
Is about to end
but

I have never said
I love you and meant it
More than the day
I said it to my sister
On the day
she took her first breath

If I could come back

I’d want to be breath
So every time
you breathe a sigh of relief
there I am
Sweeping through your chest

I want to be forgiveness
To remind you that hate
Is only an emotion we use
To cover up
our deeper emotional wounds
When
all we really
want to say
Is hey!
You hurt me
But that’s okay
I forgive you

I want to be hate
Because hell hath no fury
Like the wrath of a woman
And just like any woman if you
Mess with me
There will be hell to pay
But I want you to know that’s okay

I want to be your hate
So you know
its okay to for you
To be mad as long as you
don’t try to hurt people
The way they hurt you

I want to be running
I love to run in the sun
Because it makes me feel free
Like I had wings
And no matter how fast or slow
High or low I would go
Nothing could stop me
because I had wings

If I could come back

I want to be a raindrop
Because rain can wash away
All the pain we can’t explain
On the days
When we need it most

I want to be a snowflake
Delicate, intricate

I want to be sunshine
I want to be air
I want to act like I don’t even care
But I do care
So much
& I don’t know why

I want to be the moon in your sky
But only during the daytime
So you know
your light is the only
reason I have to shine

I know you think
These things are
impossible things

But what’s wrong with a little belief
I want to be belief
Blind like faith
Strong like principles
Because I believe in miracles
And no matter what the outside
World says
I’ll always believe that
raindrops are magical


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Inspired & dedicated to the incredible Yomna. My teacher/mentor/friend(without whom I wouldn’t be who I am today), may she always believe in the magic of rain drops