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