The rain

unstoppable

Without care for our schedules it comes from the skies

Drenching any who enters its acclaimed domain

It often proudly announces itself in wholesome delight

And bares itself on the surface with good reason

Taking inordinate, containable nor attainable forms

It pours on all in sight with no exceptions

All that could be done is awaiting its reign to end

Whenever it comes all we do is hope for the best

Some get beaten and others get cleansed

Some get growth and others get destruction

Whichever it may be the rain will always come

Reviews

[Green]

The weather is indeed, fascinating. It's always struck me how something that be so beneficial and wanted can also be so feared and destructive, that there can be days where I'm sitting here longing for rain and others when I'm watching the weather forecast with trepidation and hoping it'll just pass us by. An intriguing write, well done.