Worrying About The Past

rain fell slowly,
but shady and thinly
scatter the scent of dust and grass
they were burned by the sun

past came rushing
creates anxiety
brings an intense anxiety, like a black cloud
and the moments gone

the rain had stopped
fine grain of water from the skies have been broken by the wind blown

indeed,
past will never return,
and I do not have to worry about it

Selasar Al-Furqan, October 26 2008