A second day of grey.
More rain; more solitude.
My senses are soaking up
what the droplets offer
nearly as fast as the thirsty ground.
Standing outside in the deluge,
its another chance to look within.
My system has been in overload mode.
Now the rain; a steady beat on my face-
A welcome respite,
a chance to learn, to wash away the fear.
To join the flowers of spring,
planting our roots firmly and deep
into the enriching soil.
That is where we find our strength,
the flowers and I;
to express ourselves on the next sunny day,
with confidence, beauty and grace.
Welcoming all who seek
what they think we may hide.
Only to find we truly are
what we appear—
And so much more.