"Listening To The Rain Of Sadness" Poem
Sitting in my den listening to the rain of sadness The never ending rain, my eyes want to give way to tears I feel sadness in my heart as I begin to welcome the waves of rain into my consciousness Waves of sadness, fear, lack of faith entertain me through the sounds of the rain drops. Will this ever end? And the birdsong and hoot of my resident owl whom I have yet to see join me in my quiet reverie taking up residence in my mind The peels of thunder occasionally making an appearance in a new wave of flash fall add to the murky soup of my consciousness Creating a new song slowly taking shape… The song of a rainy, sometimes stormy, day in nature One with the silent beat of the trees holding fort and taking in the sustenance of nature’s water The call of the birds simultaneously taking shelter and calling out today’s news The drum beat of the skies tumult The wind shushing through the foliage All converge in my awareness creating a new dance in my mind From