The Porch Swing

When will the rain come?

Those days and moments winding down.

Often refreshing, sometimes eroding, but threatening our surface.

Showers make grass grow.

Its necessary for a rainbow.

Washing away the dirt on home plate.

Enabling mudslides to bury our heritage.

However, devastating the possibilities.

A succession of life.

Rain days both ecologically and spiritually.

Cleansing our palettes.

Sorting through the trauma of our lives.

Like those panning for precious gems in a stream.

Some tragedies in life leave us submerged too long.

Damage to our functions and minds.

Many lost forever spiritually and mortally;

Drowning from their sorrows.

Corrupting their insides

By drinking away their sorrows.

Depriving a boy, the ability to fully function.

Other times champagne may shower over a celebration.

Beginning something new, downing a toast.

Adversely the same actions can mark the end of a long journey.

Counselors, climbers, survivors who’ve seen the rain.

All manners of precipitation through nature and each of us.

The forecast does little to show us how we will deal with the downpour.

Affecting those around us who refuse good information.

We have the ability; to be our own meteorologist.

To see signs or feel damper days coming on.

Some are because of the body’s cycles.

Other ones shaped by behavior.

The actions of those dear to us making our personal climate change.

Potential disaster if you’re not admonishing

Or protecting when we have clear warning signs.

Rain followed by calm.

Intense beyond the peace…

Has it paused or are you

In the eye of the storm?

Look for the signs.

Read your clouds.

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