In the beginning there was
plenty of doubt
All we care to do is get out.
Makes no sense to scream and
shout
Weather has its timely clout.
It travels on a most certain
route
Pouring down wetting and
drenching,
The body and senses with
extreme
Wrenching.
Testing patience at every
stream
No mindful outrage needed.
Simply hold on and believe,
I’ll carry on unimpeded.
hope you enjoyed the reading,
M.Steven
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