Toronto, Ontario
Walking In the Rain
It dripped and it dropped
I stepped and I stopped,
For the rain had come
In a hiss and a hum.
The slope had a slip.
I thought, “Oh! What a trip!
Don’t be uptight!
Slide not, stay upright!”
Somehow I succeeded
Prayers were all I needed
On the slimy raw trail
With no rope and no rail.
Rain drove all away
But I was fixed to stay.
Before I took to trek
“Clouds,” but what the heck!
I’ll just have some fun
Should I walk or should I run
I’m a monk on the move
Conviction I must prove.
May the Source be with you!
9 KM
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