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When The Rain Has Stopped
Do we show little or no control over our own life ?
Life that interacts with other forms of life right before our eyes
Why don't we see how much we are not connected ?
The weather controls the way we feel
An outside influence that keeps guiding us to a new direction
To purposely go where other people don't dare to go
Walking on the edge of sanity
Watching all humanity
Why don't we learn from all the examples that reveal the truth ?
When is being caught up in the finer things in life just a distraction
Going back to a simpler day
So basic and free
Not complicated and filled with nonsense
So like me stop and think
Do I hear the rain ?
Will today be a day that makes all other days seem insignificant
Has it stopped raining once again ?
I focus on the sun
As I move on to challange the unchallanged
To bring out a desire that I can no longer hide the truth
Here today gone tomorow