Let the pouring rain 


Let the pouring rain wash away the pain, let the loud noise of the wind drown the thoughts that are insane let the peaceful quiet and the freshly washed green leaves remind me of what I could gain.

Let the heavy breathing of my sleeping child remind me to be grateful, let prayers transform my heart and not leave me hateful and let my humility stop me from being resentful.

Let my eyes be sin covering, let my soul keep discovering that for the rest of my life I shall keep recovering.

Let the pouring rain water my garden let the soft flowing water prevent my heart harden and let my humble prayers ask for pardon.