It rained all over me all night, <br /> and I got good and wet, <br /> at first I shook my fist at him, <br /> it didn't seem to do much good. <br /> <br /> Then I shook my finger at him, <br /> any guesses how I did with that? <br /> Finally, I shut up... <br /> I couldn't believe it either! <br /> but, I really did! <br /> - - - for a while, anyway! <br /> - - - And I tried to listen to the rain. <br /> <br /> I'm still not sure where it was falling, <br /> first the left side, then the other side, <br /> and then it seemed to me, <br /> on every side at once! <br /> <br /> It is amazing when your ears get open, <br /> the things that you can hear, <br /> It is even more incredible when the <br /> brain gets open, just a little more. <br /> <br /> Each dropp is like a symphony, <br /> where every note is heard, <br /> and savored as if flavored by <br /> the eardrum of the listener. <br /> <br /> AND THEN - - - It's like a contest, <br /> as to who can be more crude! <br /> Claps of thunder, bolts of lightning! , <br /> Rushing waters running down the hills, <br /> sweeping everything away! <br /> <br /> Nothing left there anymore, <br /> where once their was potential, <br />... and then the little sprig pops up, <br /> and starts reaching for the sun! <br /> and then the next one and the other one! <br /> and then before you know what happened, <br /> the whole damned hillside is overgrown again! <br /> <br /> I am not sure about the California term, <br /> or the Texas terminology, <br /> But... where I come from, <br /> we call that... Life!<br /><br />Barry Van Allen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drenched/
