"Tomorrow's Sun"
One partly sunny day I partly thought
Who is He that judges partly?
And who am I if it weathers not?
For without the rain, I'd likely not be.
In the sun and rain I always partly
Wished some thunderheads would appear
And wished for another as if too brightly
Shined the sun, or even the brighter clouds.
The rainclouds came for all the blooms that day
Fleets of April memories sailed
As the blue skies drifted to a land away
And the sun for a little longer stayed.
The shale midday released its silver rain
Yet the skies went ever deeper
Waters fell and fell as if to explain
That spring was the only season tended.
Like an early dusk, the day seemed away
Like the teal of a false morning
As the rains, the seas of yesterday
Came pouring down over the future days.
The rain slowed as blue filaments bounded
The trees whispered off their droplets
The sun refreshed, as if it hadn't minded
As the day meandered, rushed back to life.
I partly teared as a rainbow fully
Anchored quietly to the hills
And spoke in the wetted meadows wholly
And I saved some rain for tomorrow's sun.
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