Wash it away

I hope it rains soon.  The rain tells a story, a story of life.  The rain draws me closer to myself.  The smell alone captivates me.  I am under your spell.  Rain on me, let me feel your wrath.  Flood the streets... I wont be mad.  Rain for days, you inspire me.  The rain gives us reasons to create, to think.  You give us reasons to play in our dreams.  When I was a kid my mother always sent me outside when it was raining.  She knew its special powers.  She would hand me a bar of soap and I would bathe in its wonders.  Simpler times I guess...