Balance
It is so easy to frown at the rain,
Simple to smile at the sun’s light,
To look out into the storm and despair,
To watch children play and exult,
Remember that for each drop, a reason,
Yet be mindful that too much hurts,
Feeding the dry ground crackling beneath,
Bakes and dehydrates, strikes life back,
Without the rain, without the dark, lacking,
No warmth, no light, stumble blindly,
The rain, necessary, like ups and downs,
Give and take, hot or cold, equal,
A rolling tide that swells and fades away,
A balance branching flows and ebbs.
