Does the rain define my day
by waterfall pour or stead drip?
the answer lays in how I view
nature’s realm in moisture’s grip
equality reigns when shadows leave
no longer are the forefront blessed
by ray of sun from a blue sky
when everything retreats from view
the distance hides in fog’s embrace
asking memory to fill the space
or prodding travelers to journey there
revealing landscapes out of sight
I’ll not begrudge the world’s desire
for perfect clarity after night
I’ll just ask for the chance
to see only water under clouds
cleansing is the benefit
when the dust is washed away
not to drown, instead to wash
absolve our sins, renewal’s breadth.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170521.