Rain

Like a shower of calm

It soothes the fires burning in my mind

The noise of the world

Drowned by the whispers of drops

As they caress the skin of thirsty earth

It makes me seek shelter and

Retreat a bit more inside

Comfortable and cosy

The atmosphere wraps around me

Like a soft blanket

Resurrection

I dreamed I was shot at

But didn’t die

The next night

There was a corpse

It wasn’t  mine

Something died that night though

Someone even

A part of me

And while that dead body

Was lying in the morgue

I was thinking of procreation

Even celebration

Of creating new life

Now I’m pregnant

With a new me

And can’t wait to see

What kind of person
I will turn out to be