This is the tale of my walk through a parklike forest in the city
Sun in my eyes
Stressful day, too much this, too little that
The entire planet is flawed
Get away, explore, discover something peaceful
Clouds overhead
A bit of forgotten land in the city
A freeway here, a volcanic cliff there
Man's chaos to the left, God's to the right
A light drizzle, no matter
Walking alone, thinking alone
Talking of nothing to myself
Looking for rocks, looking for peace
Rain picks up, emotion rises
One of them chills to the bone
Quickened pace, steeper hill
She would have loved this hidden land
Rain quite strong now
Climbing two hills on two planes
Throbbing muscles, aching heart
I can do this, I'm stronger than this
Rain hammering on my head
Water running from my brow, tears from my eyes
Sudden rage, a scream to the sky
"Is that all you've got!?"
The gods have wind and hail
The gods have Mom.
Admit defeat on two fronts
Retraced steps
Light breeze and showers, dappled sun
The squall has passed, the land fresh
Shoes and pants are muddy,
Yet I'm somehow washed clean.