I think there comes a time in every poets’ life
When the truth of what you write
Unfolds to show the real weight behind
What is said,
Unfolding now…
My meaning behind what I write is different
For each persons’ different insight
Take from me words as the life
Of how freely we choose our breathe
And let them conform to your ears
With no fear of a past, future, or present
But more with care and comfort
As the sun touches the raindrop
Let it create the bow
Rising in all colors showing
The depth of the rain is much
More than what we thought.