"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 one of dim sadness to one of the rhythms of nature and life The rain of sadness transformed to the rain of life

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 one of dim sadness to one of the rhythms of nature and life

The rain of sadness transformed to the rain of life 


My soothing words of wisdom for the week is about selfishness and taking care of yourself:

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