As I jump rope in the rain
like the fool that I am
I reflect as the breeze kisses me
How amidst the storm rolling in
I am at my most tranquil
How I release my frustrations through sweat
While others struggle with their regret
I could never join a gym, it’s so dreary
Yet amid the calm, grey skies near me
Alone I feel yet I am not exactly
I remember what all of this is for
Why I put myself through this
Others are warm and safe practicing
While Nature and Time I am fighting
As I try to vent out what lies within
Past, present and future all mingle in this moment
What I do here is to fight history while building ahead
Gone are the days of seeing red rain falling on me
There are better ways of feeling free
More than physical weights have been lost here
The clear rain has started to fall harder
Everytime this happens I stop and look up
Arms stretched out and a smile given
This is personal time away from the world
For when the sky opens and the training ends
There always lies a phoenix who has risen. . .
Novatourist 