A Race in the Rain
Made me feel like
I was being caught in the rain.
Slow scattered drops of water,
Cool on a warm day,
Sent Worry and Desire on a race.
Should I run or watch what happens?
My glasses become a clear kaleidoscope.
I can only see what I want.
Frozen,
Don’t collide with the parts you can’t see!
Walk slowly,
And Worry does the same.
Desire flies away
To the clouds and the sun.
When did I come to a full stop?
Rough drops slide down my skin.
Every sense calls this a rush of pleasure,
Happiness,
A decision.
In the end I know
Neither of them won.
I did.
You made me feel like
I was being caught in the rain.
Despite being drenched
I was happy.