I looked out the window
As the rain slashed down;
Mesmerized by the rhythm
Puddles in muddy brown.

It's symbolic, this rain
Washing the sadness away;
The gloom is removed
And the sky no longer gray.

Tomorrow is another day
When the sun will shine bright;
To clear my doubts
And my path it will light.

A better future, I'm claiming it
It's happening really soon
Feeling it in the air already
If not morning, then afternoon.

*Photo by Ilias Tsoutsoulis from Pexels