Scattered showers
In the mind,
Just like the weather
No peace to find.
Looking from tranquility
Into the storm,
I see only torrents
And puddles of water.
Soon I’ll be back
Under the showers;
Then I’ll be seeing
Sunshine again.
Back and forth
From one to other,
From happiness to misery:
This is how it goes.
One day maybe I’ll stop wavering,
Possibly even today,
But until then
I’ll just have to sway:
Weaving in and out
Of the clouds,
From sky to overcast,
From darkness to light;
It gets so tedious
I’d like to stop,
But I can’t seem to
Stay up, I have to drop.
Down I go
Into the flood,
And then from there
Once again I look up.
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