I stood in the rain today.
Hands upraised, face looking into
little droplets of life falling, falling,
striking my forehead, sliding across
the bridge of my nose, bluish-silver
collections of holy molecules, each
one part of the next, all the same
but different.
I stood in the rain today,
mind open, spirit drinking the
sacred sky as it tumbled to the earth.
Metaphor? No, gentle reality carried
on the breath of the early morning.
It didn't take long for the droplets
to dissolve the crust of protection
I wear, the porous armor that
satisfies my need to be
safe in the midst
of serenity.
Have you ever looked up to see
love falling upon the earth?
Open your mouth; taste the
sweetness of grace. Feel
the intoxication grow.
Allow yourself to be
swept away into
the endless
river.
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Author:
DesertWords (
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Comments2
A most beautiful image and images cast in marvelous language of a most poetic sort. Loved it
You write as if a beautiful flower poetizes the blooming of love into the welcomed rains of life. This is a beautiful poem, without doubt. Just lovely.
Kind regards,
Tony.
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