She Walks Like Rain

A special poem about a dream meant to change my world and wash away my fears.

She Walks Like Rain
By Keaton Foster

Up and down the street,
Part of a vivid dream
Turned abundantly real,
Imagination mired in truth,
She seems impossible at times,
Intended in every scope and detail.

She walks like rain,
I know her every game.
Each move she makes,
Each heart she breaks,
Is part of our
Newly defined fate.

She and I
Have both made mistakes,
Both suffered
At the hands of others.
But unlike me,
She is no longer weak.

She is a thousand storms
Turning in the sea,
A million lightning strikes
Shattering the sky,
Every crack of thunder
Forced into the soul of a being
Who has endured all she can take.

Above the sky and below the sea,
She is determined
To make them pay.
Revenge is a two-way street,
And she will turn it
Into a torrential stream.

She walks like rain,
Washing away the hopes
Of those who stole hers,
Leaving them naked and accused,
Battered and bruised,
Dismantling all fear
In the process.

Any place she goes,
Any person she knows,
Is easily washed away,
Cleansed from the world—
An impossible stain
Forever removed.

Only when all she has known
Is gone, washed to another place,
Erased from what it means
To be a human being,
Weak creatures of sickening need,
Will she be free
To do as she and I dream.

She is my creation,
A displaced reality
Of what could be.
If I had the courage to be like her,
I would not have needed
To create her and all she means.

She walks like rain,
Making everything clean,
Washing away pain,
Displacing shame,
Creating a new world
In which she and I
Can dare to be
One and the same…




She Walks Like Rain (2011)
By Keaton Foster