Lest I Should Falter

Lest I Should Falter

I sit and watch as clouds gather above
huddled under my umbrella, singing along
to pitter-patter droplets destitute of
emotional mourning, or yearning, or love
befitting the day; our emotionless song.

But billowy winds stir up in the trees
which howl in despair and fright
and cast off their crowns, but bend not their knees
nor surrender their will to the relentless breeze
befitting the day, and our dreadful plight.

Some days all of Earth refuses the sun
pulls up the blanket and hopes to drown
but that which transpires will not be undone --
Salute! Salute! Then wish it away, or fight it, or try to run
but I’ll sit it out, as numb as the rain falling down.

For this is the beauty of nature and rain,
the inspiring fight of the sentinel trees
which never surrender, nor bow to the pain
which fight through the gales and refuse to wane
for other days come, brighter and warmer than these.

9/18/16

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