A conversation with my friend

Someone asked me what inspires me. The is one of many things of nature and life, that inspires my muse.

What, friend, has your heart in such straits?
come, let us share troubles heart to heart
I shall seek your comfort and peace in words
listen, beloved. Do you not know the rain?

how gentle is her caress, cool and weightless!
poured upon parched desert lands and hearts
a source of delight to the young upturned face
how sweet her silence is, soothing to ones ear,

when in need of a place to put the chaos
how clean she slides down, cool, to the skin;
refreshing and pure, rain is, cleansing away refuse
she brings into the world renewed life in spring,

the cherry blossoms and willows drink of her gift
what floral bouquet glistens proudly lest she comes?
hear now! who does not listen for her message?
And find within oneself in that calm, quiet place

to put away things of unjust and pain, but find solace
come, let us sit on the porch with food and drink
Yes, seek comfort and hold hands, you and I
and let us, you and me, dream and contemplate

of life and love, and listen attentive to the wisdom
found out there, in the quiet behind the rain'




 
 

Author's Note

Relax - Rain On The Pond - Meditation Music - Sounds...

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Your words move with such passion along the music of the rain... Beautifully stirring, you draw us all to find that place of solace... that haven away from pain and sorrow... Oh, may we all find the grace of such a world...