Under a dark sky I sat

Under a dark sky I sat,
And wondered about my life.
The clouds weighed me down as they brought past pain and hurt.
And I sat as the heavens opened and the rain became my tears.
I couldn’t find any edge to me, I was no longer a self,
Washed away by life.
I found myself in everything, everywhere.
For a moment I was peace itself, drenched in the weather.
The rain slowed, the clouds past, the thunder softened.
I became a self again, jolted back into this temporal reality.

And so the days go by in this illusion,
Touching peace now and again, longing to be washed away,
Yet not wanting to die,
Caught like a fly between the worlds,
Always longing, always longing.