Let it rain.
Let it rain on me.
Let it come down in torrents and flow on over me.
I am here.
I am not leaving. I am not standing by. I am not waiting.
I am welcoming that rain.
And I am laughing at that rain.
For it is only rain, and the thunder that you hear is distant and there is no flash to it, no light to it, no life to it.
And rain is only water, and thunder is only noise.
And look carefully
without the blinders of circumstance
without the lenses we wear to see
without the films and furrows of emotional response
for I am the Sunlight, and so all around me falls rainbows.
at the inevitable
while I laugh, aloud
at the rain that washes down over me
and at those who hurl this rain down on me.
It matters not that as those leave their hands, they are spears and arrows,
barbed and sharp, meant to cut and pierce and push and hurt
because I am a star
hot and bright and honest and more real than they realize
a fusion within me
and their slings and arrows melt before me
which I laugh at
and still I shine
for there are not enough of them
not enough missiles
to blot me out,
even for a moment.
They are right to fear
the flares from me
they are right to avoid
I am not controlled
I am not dominated
I am not within the power of others
I am the Power of Other
And I wield it
As I wield their fears
as my own weapons,
as I mock them
with their own words
as I move on
and let them give me reason to do so.
Let it rain
For they are the shadows
and they know this
but they do not want the darkness
they want the light
but they are enfolded, as they wish me to be
surrounded and enmeshed
and I am the light
and they scurry
and they run
and they are cowards when I stand
burning and shining forth with all that I am,
flaws and quirks
bring it on
let it rain
let it rain down on me
For there are only a scant few
that any dare send me
I scare them
I intimidate them
I am their competition for what they want
and they are afraid of what they do not know
and they do not know me
I move forward
I move on
but I am also