Unexpected

If I should step out into any storm

And feel that privilege of first drop,

Gain sensation of a change in nature itself ,

I have no other recourse but to take it as invitation;

Too great an honor to deny,

And too unwilling is my own nature to see anything unfulfilled,

Let alone so great a sight,

I must stay and watch ―

And not only watch ―

But revel in it;

And how better to revel than in the tangible righting of wrong?

That violent search for equilibrium;

That triumphant and wordless poem.