Things Change

               Things Change.     by Airman Zach Weber

        Does anything ever stay the same?

        Even the sky, in all its vastness, cannot always hold its own deep blue.

        It is overtaken and veiled, seemingly all at once –

       You no more than blink when dark, rolling clouds have mounted their invasion,

       And the once-brilliant sky dims and dulls by the second.

   

       Then the rain comes.

       Small bits of rain sting exposed skin – every ping is felt – each drop

       Seeming to pierce deeply as if seeking bone.

       And when you feel the pain unbearable, you –

       Suddenly, subtly realize that you no longer feel the individual pricks and stabs:

            The rain itself has changed.

            It seems now the rain simply exists; it’s just there.