New leaf. Upward waiting on the rain.
Times are changing with what the breeze blew in. Waiting in the storm to land again. The pitter patter of drops fallin from above. On me. On the outside looking in from life's mysterious view. Watching this reality based dream. Comin to life. Moistening the hearts ease to flow. Comin from under the weather to live again. Showering away the everlasting show. Giving more meaning to the eye of the storm. Clouds are fading. Finally allowing sight to see the struggle reach for the norm. Here dancing on the other side of the drizzles making. Reshaped by the shapeless pour. Beneath the undertow life came to surface. Able to swim with a back stroke in perfect form. Peeking up witness to the reason of the cleanse wiping swathe feel of worthlees.