The Rains Of May Poem by Lwe Qew

how spiritual is this perspiration
this holy feeling it imparts on me
as it washes away the pain away from me with glee
for in this this world i search for answers
but for most things i find i expect disaster
though those times the rain does fall
i feel though time stalls down to a crawl
in these trying times must i search
before i feel my stomach lurching
though i feel fine this day
it is only because the rains of may