Borne of the Rain

The​ ​summer​ ​rain​ ​has​ ​adopted​ ​me 
I​ ​am​ ​now​ ​its​ ​son​ ​it​ ​is​ ​my​ ​mother. 
I​ ​melt​ ​into​ ​the​ ​rainfall​ ​with​ ​my​ ​heart 
Its​ ​beating​ ​pours​ ​tears 
​ ​of​ ​rain​ ​through​ ​my​ ​body. 
I​ ​sit​ ​full​ ​with the ​purest​ ​rain.
Awaiting​ ​the​ ​coming​ ​storm. 
You​ ​will​ ​find​ ​me​ ​in​ ​the​ ​hedgerow 
In​ ​the​ ​valley​ ​in​ ​the​ ​meadow. 
I​ ​will​ ​glisten​ ​like​ ​diamonds 
in​ ​the​ ​rays​ ​of​ ​sunlight 
that​ ​fall​ ​from​ ​broken​ ​skies. 
Thunder​ ​calls​ ​my​ ​raindrops 
The​ ​lightning​ ​calls​ ​to​ ​my​ ​heart. 
For​ ​I​ ​am​ ​one​ ​with​ ​the​ ​elements 
I​ ​am​ ​borne​ ​of​ ​the​ ​rain