Careless Concern
You and I
Drifters across the sands of the eye
And in our being we carry
This salt of life like bungled cloth
Too tattered for a sail of dream
And neither give two hells
If the early morning rain will dissolve first
Life in a puddle drained to its sea
Or the sandy castle of the eye
Besieging me.
Day's wind blows carelessly
And you and I
Concerned carelessly
Tremble with undisclosed anxiety
Victims and voyagers forging through
The early morning rain
My rain comes early before I planted
I had nothing to grow anyhow
It is too barren
Where love blows dry as dust
And if it comes
The early morning rain still dissolves all trust
And tears make solution
To neither wind nor sea
The wind is a drifter just like us
Make no coffee for me
With grains of early morning rain
Early Morning Rain
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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