Hidden Worlds

When one says
a wall of water
One thinks
waterfall

Not the heavens
opening up
Upon our
car

The windshield
wipers work
Overtime to
deal

As the world
turns dark
As the rain
falls

Speedometer
slows to crawl
Inch by inch
forward

Time loses 
all meaning
In the grey
movement



But then sun
shining through
World turned 
bright

And just like
that it stops
As the cloud
passes

Looking at 
the wall of black 
Retreating in the
mirror

Moving on
moving forward

Off to send someone
to a dark little world

All of their
own