Sunday, May 22, 2005

Quiet Rain

That lullaby plays
I sit quietly with my notes
Gazed out the window, I did
And the brilliant blue that was there
before, now faded to a pale grey.

Peace
Right before the storm begins.
And the leaves shook a little
Then more violently

Torn from her brothers and sisters
The green teardrop fluttered to the floor.
I watched it.

And at that moment I stood up
Leaving that warm seat

Venturing into some unknown corner.

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each stanza gets shorter and shorter, because it signifies I must learn to be alone/independent as time goes by...

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