Poem 23. CHANGES

Just a thought...

I am no longer in that old picture
I've faced the changes in front of me
With open arms, I embraced them all
I threw away all the trashes of yesterday
And held on to the gems of today
Which could make me whole
Since the day you made me sick
And left me like a wilting bud

I was there
The fragile flower
Looking at those distant rays
Wilted
Damaged

But one day I have opened my eyes
And there I saw
It's not the sun
Nor the wind
Would make me renewed
It's the rain

Now that I was healed
I can smile
I can laugh
Without those tears inside
I will stand in the open once again
To wait
To feel
Not the sun
Nor the wind
But the rain.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful flow of words and thoughts.
I will stand in the open once again
"To wait
To feel
Not the sun
Nor the wind
But the rain."
When we quit living. Only darkness in the ending. I like the above lines. The rains allowed us to know we can feel and we are alive. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Dhaye]

Thanks, CP. =)

[Scott Metro]

Rainy day woman....
Nice write sis...
Love that photo..lol
expressive words..
Scott

[Dhaye]

Ha! I bet...you love more the photo than my poem. LOL. I'm just trying to be "mature" sometimes. CHANGES taught me how to. LOL

[Scott Metro]

Well...like 'em both...lol

[Dhaye]

Now, it has the most fitting pic. You can't enjoy now here. LOL

[Scott Metro]

OH...thanks a lot....lol
S.....

[Jack...]

Beautiful Dhaye. What once was a wilted littl bud has blossomed into a beautiful bloom. I loved this poem my friend, it is so lifting.

[Dhaye]

Thanks, Jack.