Running, running through my mind
Like cars down a highway
Too many words to say
Pick and choose to find
The perfect things to say

Which will come and go
Just gotta go with the flow
Rain drops rushing down
Crashing from the heavens
Some to meet once again
Welcomed into a cool embrace
Just like running a race
Of beauty and grace

Drop after drop
Soon a flowing river
Never to stop
A simple life giver
Can't let a good crop wither

Some return to the sea
From which they did flee
Only to once more plea
To visit the sky
But ever afraid to fall

Leaving and returning anew
Once more to bid the collective adieu
To remain, crash upon a shore,
Or to be taken into the sky

Don't ask why
For there isn't an answer
But the endless cycle.

- Jay M
August 10th, 2020