A Long Lost Feeling

The First Poem

Everyone ran as fast as they could
When the first drop of rain hit their skin
As if it were acid
But not me.
Never me.
I remember the way each step empowered me
For the first time, and everytime after that
I walked slowly with my arms stretched wide
People saw the way that water dripped off of me
And that's it.
All I was to them, was wet.
I took my first breath of rain
I took my first breath of freedom.