It’s all right, the rain is falling.

It’s all right, no need to worry.

When was there ever a need?

But you do, you do. It eats away at you – fear

about infestation, damp, job, taxes, the household

chores, and don’t even get onto personal

relations, the vultures of failure

bouncing with glee – because right now

the rain is falling, dripping from the line,

fences, gutter, leaves, and under its lens

the trees have turned up the dial

on green and yes, it’s all right, the rain is falling

and it doesn’t look like stopping any time soon.