An Hour of Rain
I need, once more, an hour of rain
Cleansing away the residue of living
Until only the freshest waters remain
This hour, to myself, I am giving
Cleansing away the residue of living
I drench the roots of my spiritual tree
This hour, to myself, I am giving
To clear the kismet forest of debris
I drench the roots of my spiritual tree
Drinking full the aquatic, purified air
To clear the kismet forest of debris
I undress the stress, to discard elsewhere
Drinking full the aquatic, purified air
To replenish serene crystal streams, anew
I undress the stress, to discard elsewhere
Sourcing in the vaporous prisms of blue
To replenish serene crystal streams, anew
Until only the freshest waters remain
Sourcing in the vaporous prisms of blue
I need, once more, an hour of rain.
10/22/18
Submitted to 'Strength through Adversity' contest
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
Placed 7th
I was just learning how to write a Pantoum poem, so this was a tricky new form for me-
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