Alive

the tears of the earth fall down
cleaning the world and bringing new life
I stand, gaping up at the heavens
feeling the water rush over my skin
the world seems to slow as my awareness fades
the passage of time fading into the background
I wonder at life, I wonder at sadness
how it can be so cleansing and freeing
how they can be so entangled in one
I sit in the shadows, no longer feeling the wetness
lost in moments that will never return
longing for moments that never will be
and wondering how I can feel so alive
when I would rather be nothing.