The Smell of Rain.

Knowing the inevitable

Makes my restless heart stable—

Like the gentle rain

Washing all the fear away,

And the pain that came before.

All is forgiven.

It wasn’t you.

It wasn’t me.

We weren’t us—but

Now we have returned.

And together we walk,

Hand in hand,

The new air

Our love—

Soft as wet earth,

Brave as blooming green

That rises after storms.

We breathe in silence—

Not the silence of absence,

But the kind that listens

To the hush between raindrops,

Where truth lingers,

Unspoken

But felt.

I don’t ask where you’ve been.

You don’t ask what I’ve lost.

The past falls from us,

Drop by drop,

Like the sky releasing

All it can no longer hold.

And in the smell of rain,

When you come,

I remember

How to be whole.