Even the sky breaks sometimes 

Cracks in the blue 

Give way to a torrential downpour 

That floods the people 

Floods the ego 

Opens the eyes

But not too wide 

Or they’ll feel too see through 

Even the sun goes dark 

He hides his face 

From the ones who dance in his pain 

He doesn’t look back 

But he can hear the rain

Awareness doesn’t require vision 

Acceptance requires precision 

Keep your eyes closed; hearts open 

Even the clouds harden 

The tiny particles sharpened

Soften before they find their way 

To ego 

Before they feed the surviving people