Do not wait for the clouds to pass I know you want the sun, but it may burn Do not avoid walking on the grass The road is known, but overworn And please do not hide from the rain It is cold, but it will save you from pain The clouds have blown away An eager look at the sun hurt your eyes You saw no reason to, from the beaten path, stray So you walk in single-file line until you die And when you wished the rain to bide its time It appeased your want and you stand smug in grime