feeling the air

[fledgist]

so now we listen for the coming rain

deceived by breezes knowing the moist air

is filled with promise and that it must bear

more than mere fruitfulness that much is plain

as we await the changes and explain

to eager watchers just how much our care

has been to guard lest each of them despair

and hold inside the messages of pain

this is the boundary beyond which none

but foolish folk will venture without charts

yet we have come here eager to press on

being certain now that this game has been won

by each of us through mastery of arts

that gave us certainty and have not gone