Darkness looms and clouds appear...
a search for choices no one near,
a door is shut or so it seems,
then suddenly, perception gleams...a new way out!
Rains appear and shadows fall...
and in time a feeling small
begins to lurk within,
then prayer conceives a new perception, once again.
Rains continue on a theme...
of hammer blows... and endless stream...
a wear and tearing of the heart
until an ending nears.
The time it passes, birds still sing,
and once again perception rings...
the dawning of a brighter day.
Robert's Book of Poetry
May 31, 1994
Copyright © Robert O'Brien