A ten minutes rain on a hot mid afternoon
a pleasure of calm
to ease the sun
Sometimes rain is a bless
Sometimes it’s a mess
Pray hard for it when it less
sleep on it when it’s pouring...
just rest
The grey cloudy sky
the cold icy fingers
The car slow down
The broken bumps
yelling and cursing
wet and soaking
move on move over
Look forward
Look deeper
Smile
Be kind
Define
Divine
It can’t rain all the time.
MY INTER MONOLOGUE:
John Mayer - Say
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