Walking in Rain

I once took a walk down the street,
And the rain poured onto me, and in my chest.
I could breath in the humidity, and breath out my insanity.
I took that walk, hand in hand with God.
Turning the pages of my past deceit,
Past the massacres of life,
Looking beyond my failure
He helped me compose myself
Now I'm a part of his symphony
Singing his glorious tunes.
I was walking down the sidewalk,
I looked up
"God - Take me now!
I cannot live like this any longer"
Then I stretched my arms out as far as they would reach
"Praying to be anything but this in your eyes!
I need your help.. Where are you God?
And why can't I feel you?
Where has the world gone?
Where has my soul gone?
It has been So long since I've looked into the eyes of you."
With my heart throbbing I stammer on and look upward past the rain
Because the rain is just the stars in the sky - crying over lost life.
It does not affect me.
"Lord God Almighty...
Please take my frail body
Take me and make me into a working living example of what you see due
I give you my all!"
I once took a walk down the street,
And the rain poured into my eyes, and onto me.
And as I stood there I realized that I must be doing something right in my life,
Or the devil would not have worked so hard to fight against my will.
God answered me that day in a way only he could.
I could try to describe the feeling...
But you would only be missing out for yourself.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2003