Back to the beginning

It rained today
I could tell of its coming by the sombre greying of the skies
And the way the earth seems to heave a great, big sigh to spread the aroma of a second coming
Such a purely divine smell it was, pure and unpolluted.
Untouched by ugliness, like how things first were
Before we were fed the apple from the Garden of Eden
In a world full of innocence and child-like wonder
Of unbridled gushing and blinding happiness
When the "walls of perception were indeed cleansed"
Before you grew up and life brought with it
self-limiting walls of conformity catered to individual lives
Before you grew up and became a jaded version of your former self
Before life was in a constant state of jeopardy in the fight of what we see as good versus evil
Before thoughts and feelings dictated to you the person in you
Before you chose to speak about all of the above
Back to a time when you saw the world as a child's playground
Before you grew up and become a jaded version of your former self
Half-hoping to go back to the beginning
Where we came from
How do we go back to that state?
Untainted and immaculate
For a life has to be lived, for a life to be overcome
This is what the rain brings to me today