
dear
be still
a soft song
the rain whispers
throughout the window
clouds are crying for me
the stress slowly dissipates
i will fly free as a feather
for forgiveness and absolution
a believer of possibilities
joining Reena’s exploration challenge – must include the word rain. i’ve chosen an Etheree poem to depict my feelings when i took this photo from my office window a few weeks back.
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Yes, a soft rain always feels like it wants to give calming reminders of peace. “Dear, be still,” is a lovely way to put it. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Meg!
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Beautifully written, Elizabeth. Emotive and moving.
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Thanks, Eugi!
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My pleasure!
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Lovely poem Elizabeth. My windows look like your picture every day at the minute!
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Thanks, Jane! We are having so much raining this month, it has been a different kind of summer here.
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Beautiful and moving.
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Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re welcome
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Love the line
“Clouds are crying for me”
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Thanks, Reena!
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