Doppler shift.

It's calm within the storm.  Indecisive rain falls and pelts the ground with doubt.  Standing alone, penned in by such a benign onslaught, it's the gentlest of suggestions that turns moisture into frost.  Searching inwards for the flame, for that blinded passion and inspiration which burns without regard.  Find the spark to find the balance; move forward though the ensuing mist and once again live life with conviction.