Monday, March 21, 2011

The Passing.....

Like the rain outside my window
Thoughts of you intensify
Raging through me like a tempest
Blowing from the darkened sky
The only hinting of its passing
Is a small gleam in my eye

The night exhales its force within me
Rain slips softly from my cheek
Like the grasses bent with rain-drops
My head bows; I cannot speak
Without preamble comes the flooding
Of a dam destined to break

Motionless, I sit and listen
To the ebbing of the storm
Suddenly, the rain-washed stillness
Wraps me in its tender arm
My love for you flows up within me
The sea is calm, the night is warm


1 comment:

Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!