Suit Case

many things were folded and some un-used

a expression to stuff and load up all that could be

and then moments of the journey that awaited

the weather man in my soul already had the outlook

of what went where and for what moment and no

i wasn't gonna get caught in the rain and no

i wasn't gonna sweat and I was gonna be prepared

for that rare day where any and everything awaits

above my head and could drop at a seconds notice

but what happens when you go to a place that

has no concept of temperture?

what happens when you go to a place

that the unknown of Mother Nature

is like spinning a wheel and who knows

where it will stop?

what then do you pack?