I won’t be deterred by the threat of rain
For I know those drops are out of my reach,
And being drenched does not actually stain
What little time I have upon this beach.
I can dry off by this mighty bonfire,
Just to pretend that it never took place,
So when this moment finally expires,
I can say that I took it in with grace.
The crowd gathers to watch the people dance
To the rhythm supplied by the bass drum,
And if I am ever given the chance,
I’ll take the opportunity to come.
It’s what is left to our contemplation
Of understanding true divination.