Cleansing

A heavy down pour

Makes my soul 

Want to soar,

To feel the rain

Cleanse my soul

Release all my pain,

If I could only take flight

And it would be a reality

How good it would make my life,

But as I sit here

Listening to it under a tin roof

It's stirring my spirit

Releasing my fears,

So instead I decide to dance within

Hoping my imperfections

Will be cleansed.

Reviews

[costa siwale]

this is a refreshing read.. eloquent

[Michael G. Smith]

Try to keep in step with the rhythms, right?

[Tarry Franck]

Right Michael

[Linda alexander]

Excellent metaphor, beautiful expressions, great flow

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Linda

[Linda alexander]

You welcome, take care

[Ty]

Great job depicting that search for a clean soul. I love it!

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Ty

[Lover Of Words]

You must have written this during the early morning hours while watching the rain. Let me tell you something my dear friend this is awesome!!!

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Kelsey

[A Soap Mess Stories]

dance dance dance...what a perfect way to cleanse our imperfections....beautiful...

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Valerie

[Coyote Poetry]

"So instead I decide to dance within
Hoping my imperfections
Will be cleansed."
Good to dance and try to be cleansed. Hard to do. I like the thoughts leading to the strong ending. Thank you for sharing the poetry.
Coyote

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.