Elucidating Questions

The rain is falling in that perfect way

Raining in August

How frighteningly typical

And unexpected

The green is starting to return to the grass

Already

It’s such a strange thing to see seasonal weather

And today?

Maybe it hasn’t sunk in yet that I’m back to solitary

Productive

Gross

It’s hard to take the first step without some

Serious thinking

Who knows what, if anything, will come of it

Failure is a hard thing to come back from

Momentum

All at once stopped dead

Call it emotional whiplash

Taking the boost and trying to do something with it

What was the intended vision, I wonder?

The sound of the rain

I could sit here for hours just listening

Hours listening to water falling from the sky

We’re easily entertained

Summer rain is my favourite

It has a different, brighter, taste than Winter

A different heaviness than Spring

A different healing energy than Fall

I’m going to attempt to open this world

I feel very much as if it’s a terrible idea, but I’m sure I’ve had worse

How to bring love to the world?

Like the rain that’s falling

A purpose