i look up to see a crack in the sky
a glimpse of heaven breaking through
but its gone within the second
a loud rumbling noise following its presence
rain pours down outside
as i stare out through my window
dare to move? i ask
and then i answer back
for it is for such tiny glimpses that i sit here living
it would be a waste to let the day go by without such a feeling
i run outside and let it engulf my skin
watch the water droplets make their journey down from heaven
maybe its strange that as i stood their soaking
i couldn't help but smile and enjoy that moment
as the water forms a new skin
the short life that weighs on me feels as if it has yet to begin
