How can I explain my certainty that the rain falls for you.
That the tears you cry not only free the rivers inside of you
but, bring life.
How can I explain that a God so big can command gentle waters
Forcing everyone to pause to meet you where you are.
The same puddles that are absolutely annoying come from the need to replenish after a drought.
The same God that left you barren
Gives life one tear at a time.