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.
