Silence the Thunder with Rain

“You’re not real,

but I am.”

To know the difference is freedom. 

To realize your scream is presence.

To understand your words is expression.

To hold on when you want to let go is strength.

A thought is only a thought until you let it grow.

Don’t let its roots cause the grass to fade,

leaving the soil without its nutrients.

Let the rain

grow the leaves, the flowers, and its branches.

Replenish the damage done.

A new beginning, from the ground up.

The storm is the journey,

the clouds are the lessons,

the rain becomes your words

and the sunshine reminds you that you survived.