When it’s raining
Even if it’s raining pain
Put a bucket out and drink up
It might never rain again –
When it rained
Some weeks ago
A glorious thunder, a waterfall from heaven
I envied the child I once was
Who ran naked in the rain…
Come run with me, my heart called to me
In the rain I stood, adult but child again
And raised my hands, even though memory caused me pain
And took again a shower in the rain
Whilst my eyes rained tears unto my thongue
I remembered the land of childhood, where I belong
An unforgotten song.
Drink while it’s raining
Swim while it’s flowing
Cry while it’s hurting
It might never rain again –
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
