The sweet sensation of the sharpening rain,
It erases and takes away the lingering pain.
The pain that resided deeply within the fibers of my being,
No longer keep my eyes from seeing.
Now i can see the way the green grass flows,
Leading my toward the path of ebony crows.
Who call my name asking me to come along,
And join them in their evening song.
That was when i saw you standing by the Dogwood tree,
With your arms spread open welcoming me.
I finally made my way to the eternal home,
Where my spirit is now forever free to roam.