Tiny steps hurry towards me...

Looking toward the eastern sky,
I could hear the approaching steps
of rain drops kissing the awaiting parched earth.

As the tiny steps hurry towards me,
I stand parched and drained
of this lonely life.

I lift my face and close my eyes,
the shower descends deep into my soul,
slowly washing away all my anguish.

The rain ceases as gently as it started,
I open my eyes and see,
the sun shining above the grey clouds
and hope shining from my heart.