Water Bearer I went to the back door, Standing, stunned by the rain, It was so beautiful. Being all wet and heavy, Making a song only a few could hear. I wanted to play in it’s beauty, I wanted to dance with it’s soul. I could no longer bare it. I open the door, And stepped into the magnificence. The coldness of each drop shocked me, And I came inside. There is some beauty that we just can’t have. And the rain got me thinking, About how the rain and I are alike. Our coldness sends people away. Like when you get out of the car on a rainy day, And even though you get wetter when you run, You run anyway. Even though I don’t want them to get more involved, They pull threw, Ripping away more and more. And I got to thinking, About how I’m a water bearer. Maybe that’s why the rain and I are so much alike.
Reason for writing:
I was watching the beauty of the rain one night. I wanted as I said to dance and play with it's beauty. When I went outside though, the rain was so cold and angry. Then, I thought of my own life and about relationships I've had. The rain and I were so much a like and the title water bearer is because of my birthsign.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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