wait

Don't fall on a rainy day.

Huddled 'neath umbrellas 

you are far too close

to take in sight of landscape 

or the directions of street signs

Clouds obscure the details 

in the sky and water beads on glass 

distort the images that pass 

across your eyes.

On rainy eves no stars are there  

to guide and any portal might seem 

to hold what you are seeking.

Don't fall on rainy nights.

Wait until the sun comes out.

There is time. 

Wait until the streets have dried.

Take your time.

Wait until your step is steady

and the path is firm; until your eyes

are open and clear the atmosphere...

wait until the perfect season 

comes to call, 

or perhaps you will never fall 

at all.  
Perhaps you should never
fall.