If wishes fell like rain I am the cloud A living mass of desire A misunderstood form of power The future is in me And while many give their predictions Only I know when and in what season If the wishes I stored inside Could touch the soil of my life The below would be as up high And my mortality would never die The fruits of my intention And the properties of manifestation Would reimagine every traumatic experience If wishes fell like rain And dreams birthed hurricanes I would be the reason Resurfacing my divinity By removing all that has hindered me