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.
