how spiritual is this perspiration
this holy feeling it imparts on me
as it washes away the pain away from me with glee
for in this this world i search for answers
but for most things i find i expect disaster
though those times the rain does fall
i feel though time stalls down to a crawl
in these trying times must i search
before i feel my stomach lurching
though i feel fine this day
it is only because the rains of may
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice description of a natural phenomenon. Thanks.