A grand rock stands before me

A luscious, luxurious, land of grass is where I stand

I ponder climbing

I carefully begin to climb the crazy and jagged mountain

A big, bumpy, boulder comes snowballing down




I’ll need a full-body cast for a few months.



Icy bullets fall

The rain is like a blizzard

It’s a dismal scene


By-passers hurry

Escaping from the downpour

As I sit smiling


It actually feels good

Despite many would disagree

The rain gives me space


I’m actually happy

Because rain equals puddles

I step into one


I begin to melt

I melt into my home land

Thank God for the rain