To Be Vulnerable

As thoughts swirl, I watch the rain
They run around, dominate my brain
Those soft tears of grief or mirth
Shedded by nature to clean the dirt
You could just stand and watch them
For an eternity, just look at them falling on stems
When I dig deeper into their meaning
The results are astonishing
There's no promise in there
They might hit the ground, or just evaporate into thin air
They are vulnerable just like me
The realization sets me free
It's so good to know
That to be vulnerable is to be brave