Monday, September 2, 2013

Just Before the Rain...

Just before the rain the air
Is like a heart, tumbled and blue
The wind rises, then falls into
Silence; reverent in nature’s prayer

Prelude to heaven’s entourage
Earth's restless ambiance implores
And ruthlessly tugs open doors
Of mist and mind-veiled camouflage

Before the rain we are nineteen
But then, in sudden silver notes
Reality aches in our throats
For what must be and what has been

Just before the rain I fear
The absence of you close to me
And all my pondered poetry
Dissolves, mingling with heaven’s tear

© Janet Martin~

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