Midnight Rain

The midnight rain.
It has come this night.
Ripping and tearing
trying more and more to get here
but once it did
it changed.
It caused this calm peaceful night.
Why did it change?
Who knows.
For all we know it was made for us in this time of life.
To calm us down,
clear our minds,
as we lay out in the grass.
Feeling the warm water running on our faces
it keeps talking us into relaxing.
It releases us into the darkness
of this midnight rain.

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