The Bush The Briar Wanted To Be

It's Rain

Suddenly you were there. From vague consciousness you condensed and you became and you suddenly appeared into this world.

You suddenly existed and you didn't know why. Or how. Or for how long. From the moment you began, you started to fall. You panicked.

You looked around and there are countless others. They were falling too and no one seemed to know what's going on. But it didn't concern them. The falling. You could all feel it to your core that this was meant to be.

That falling was what you must do and it is beyond your power or any others to resist. So you fell. And you lived. And you looked at the others and you lived together. And it was nice.

You didn't have a care. You didn't need to care. You simply were and that was enough for all of you. So you fell and you fell and you lived your life to the fullest extent of what it was and without warning BAM.

There you were. You hit the ground at maximum velocity like all others before, with, and after you. You've rejoined the others in this vague consciousness like before but different.

You knew yourself before. You were a single thing, a separate thing, but now you were One. In another place. A new place but, you were all One here.

You had lost your sense of self, but you knew to your core that this was what was meant to be. That no one had the power to resist it. So, you excepted this new fate.

And eventually you ascended to yet another vague place to start anew. To fall anew. And you knew it was meant to be. So you relax. After all. It's just a little rain.