Rainfall

               I.

While the windmill wanes,
The waterwheel turns...

Waterworks, fireworks,
A flame and a wave;
Warmth expands,
Cold contracts;
Constriction, confliction,
Confess a contradiction;
Here in the hour,
I have no time.

And I hate to be

forced in a role,
plugged in a socket,
shoved in a hole,
tied to a rocket

that plunges into space...

But I have no place to be.

               II.

Rainfall on the river;
Is anything less fruitful?
I want to reach out,
I want to step in,
But everyone seems to ignore...

We all ignore what's there.

The tides, they rise,
Overwhelming the shore;
The castle crumbles,
Washed away,
And it's a worthless waste
Of time to try...

But there's worth in the world!
Every moment matters!
They lead to lessons,
So the downpour lessens;
We go up and down,
And all around,
But someday we'll get somewhere,
And then we'll be okay...

No one wants to hear you.

Does that really make me wrong?

                III.

Swept in the flood,
Stuck in the storm;
All this water, all around,
And still I cannot cry...

But I'm ready to face the flood,
And I'll stay out in the storm if I must.
I'm weary of running from rain.
So I'll fold my umbrella,
Pull back my hood,
Spread out my arms,
And embrace the change
That comes with rain...

From a seed sprouts a flower,
The pink rose I lost.
And grass grows on the ground
That used to shake beneath me...

This is the end,
So let it begin.