It’s Not That …

 
Before nowIt’s not that the rain falls
So heavily through the night
Making me think of the woods – deeper, darker
More damp, the earth soaked through, things growing
 
Insects, plants, small things – too tiny to see
 
It’s not that the rain goes down and things go up
And there’s a rising of life
A levitation into the atmosphere that defies
Gravity and laughs at it
In spite of the rain falling
Hard … harder
Onto the ground
 
trees in rainEven the trees defy gravity and we
Stand tall in spite of it … at least for a while
 
No it’s not that
It’s dreaming of what’s in between
That moment of inspiration
That turning point moment
That moment of truth
The point of no return
Where you say to yourself
 
Do it nowNow.
Do it now
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