Rain—nature’s self-care, nature made
Drop by drop, earth’s hurt is stayed
Sometimes it falls from skies with grace
A tender touch, a soft embrace

At other times skies fierce cry
Winds will howl, and sea will sigh
As lightning splits the darkest night
So too does pain, with blinding might

Each drop of tear revives the heart
As sorrow fades and grief depart
It washes wounds, it mends the pain
In every tear, there lies a gain

For tears and rain are much the same
They cleanse the soul, they cool the flame
In stormy nights and darkest fears
We find our strength in rain and tears

So let them fall, both tears and rain
For in their flow, we break our chains
A gift from clouds, a gift from eyes
Nurtured in stormy skies and cries

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Afterword: This poem is a reflection on the connection between tears and rain—both born of nature, both born to nurture.

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In creative solidarity, Dee