Rain
I love to feel the
wind on my face;
Bask in the warmth
of the sun’s embrace.
As light misty rain
touches my skin
In divine delight
I go within. . .
The wind becomes
an internal force.
The sun enters my heart
on its course,
But rain endeavors
to keep me whole
And helps to sustain
my very soul.
© 2011 Connie Marcum Wong
This poem was written to be metaphoric with the
wind representing internal conflict, the sun having a
calming effect and the rain quenching spiritual thirst.
I am sure no one will get it, so I thought I would explain.
I have had recent eye surgery so my time on the computer is limited.
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2011
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