Friday, April 21, 2017

The Rain: Poem

I will always be like the rain
A feeling that I can hardly explain.
I'm haphazard
Oh so scattered
I'm both happy and sad
I can feel cool and bad
I'm refreshing and reviving
Yet I'm not revealing
I'm unsure of my course
Whether to fall towards a tree or a Porsche
I'm an action and a thing
Half of the dancing
But also singing in the rain
Collected both in body and soul
If something happens I roll
I stick around
A chitter of sound
Eventually even when lost I find my way
Only in this way, am I like the rain
Someday I'll see the ocean
But that is something I can't explain.

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