Open Windows

Just a musing

 

When the world turns gray

I open windows

To look out at the threatening sky

Sated clouds so full of rain

Bursting with electric fury

 

I have seen the desert dry;

Burning colors on the sand

Prickly pears and aloe

Where the Gila Monster hides

And scorpions dance

 

I think one may make me long

For the other, remembering

 

Such are times in my own life

Droughts of anxiety

Floods of emotion

Times to reflect on the wonder

Every day, a miracle

 

Yet, I go out and onward, learning

Finding my path like water

Into the cracks of sun-baked earth

When the world turns gray

I open windows

 

Reviews

[Lorry]

What a beautiful way of looking at the ache from within. Making me think of my own self/selves as seasons, just waiting to bring the next emotion to the forefront and engulf me in it, whilst secretly hoping for another fairer season to come along soon. For now though, at 5:22am, I look through the curtains and see clouds, with just the faintest gleam of sunshine, so it could be better, could be worse. :)

[Michele Devlin]

Here's hoping for better days every day for you friend. Thank you for your time and kind words.

[Lorry]

You're most welcome :)