It’s Raining Today in Texas

This storm swirls,

settles in for a spell

The harsh rain falls,

The wind boldly blows

And I’m not sure how to

handle all of the implications

The crashing thunder startles,

the lightning electrifies the sky

And I am left wondering what

would happen if this never stopped?

Would I be stuck in this raging current,

A tempest tempting me to give it all up

Would I feel the rain coat my face,

cover my eyes and thrash my back,

til I can’t take it anymore and end it all?

And when the wind knocks me down

again and again, would I even find

the strength to get up or would I create a melancholy acceptance of my fate?

The sky is still dark, so bleak, and there

is no sense of light on the horizon

So I stay here, unsure of where to take shelter

I stay rooted in the spot I fall, and if the winds take me away, then I will move, and if

I drown in this flood, then I will sink

And if the rains settle and the sky clears,

then I will be left clean, left free to rise again

Storms are destructive but they always

lead to growth in some form or another,

if you manage to survive