The story on the radio compared
A storm in drought to paying off one bill
While deep in debt, and hours after it aired
That simple simile is with me still,
Because that story seemed a metaphor
For all the trying times I must endure,
For every obstacle exposes more
Perspective shifts revealing things obscure,
Perception grows, although precision fades,
One understands the fragile film between
What is and what lurks in one’s fancy’s shades,
And how unknowns are felt instead of seen.
We comprehend through allegory, but
Analogy’s a metaphor for what?