Optimism
On wet pavement
the clicks of heels
quicken
slow down
never-ending
every day is the same
I am losing my name
to the fast, fleeting rain
Eyes on the floor
shut every door
cut to the core
no one is around me
but streets are so crowded
Whispers and whimpers
raindrops and tears
all blend as they fall
footsteps are small
Dead on or dead down
either way vision gone
they know where they're headed
I admire their cold, quick steps
but that is not enough for me
on the streets where it is raining
there's so much to see
but we all just look down
Grey as the pavement
drown in the puddles
there is nothing
there has only ever been nothing
Stop.
My feet stumble
pupils tumble
the dark world is defied
and I have never cried
until I see the ugly weed
green and soaked it reaches out
pulls itself to higher ground
refuses to remain
it reaches up to taste the rain
My cover- tall and draping
I held so tight to block my sight
but I let go
and realize I'm not alone
the others still look down or out
the way I did before
An endless, open, leaping sky
embraces all the tears I cry
the teeth I show
the hands I throw
I look up to the clouds and cry
I let the raindrops kiss me
I drink them as I spin and fly
I run through streets and people
Singing, slipping, tripping, stand
I reach out and touch a hand
then eyes look up and see the rain
and hearts let go of tears and pain
We dance
We run
We fly
the salty drops don't sting my eyes
but rather fill me with the sky
We won't stop to love alone
so many fingertips are cold
and so we touch
umbrellas fly
no barrier to the endless sky
and soon enough the sun shines on
but we learned more when he was gone