rain on me
today was a rainy day
to which the rain
never fully committed
the mist loitered
without purpose
the showers were
scattered unfocused
rather than pelting
me as i walked
the moisture wafted
like a parachutist
blown off course
putting the whether
in weather
in it all I found
companions
in the raindrops
knowing I was not
the only who felt
a little off my game
there’s more than
one way to fall
and to land
not all clouds
speak in storm
Peace.
Milton
American Beauty is problematic & of course Kevin Spacey but I still love the lines at the end about gratitude & letting go: “then it flows through me like rain…” then “Because” comes on…