April Showers

Of first embrace and broken glass I cherish that first spark New light upon our forest' dark. Do you recall that northern wind? It came at first so swift Perhaps our growing light enraged Poor Hopelessness', her whims denied Inspired shadows from retreat Those having once left us in our light. "There's hope for you!” her battle cries “Forwards; towards the glowing night Attack! The lion will not bite I promise he will turn blind eyes Go back! I will cover your eyes!” “Follow storms winds descent True path through forests dense Enter hence. Rip, tear, rent! From low to high Head to toes Even to above Where dark forest glows Churn even these shades Whites and grays Yellows arrayed, Where once were dulled "My children do not stop there!" She would say, "You must inscribe them full Lest unseen hopes, occupy as slivers As pretending tones, they have been known to hide Shimmers upon the edge of shades We must leave them emptied, lost whims, denied Their ways left as waste to ruins Despairs do not relent with dooms Leaving chance to sparks in time Per chancing kindles from hearts that loom.” “Descend, my raging opaque! The dense itself engrave Teach young love old lessons That she may now know at such young age The heart of this forest lessened.” “Now go' my shadowed tails delight Slice sharp paths without care Cause those within their ears too bear The roaring of fresh leaves… Torn from their rightful place Before the given time” “Dying screams let them endure Let them feel your shadows ….Purge!” The cold so swift We were so sure This was spring ........residues Your body’s naked form, lovely Dropping, encircling our flame Dying breath Woman’s instinct Nurturing Disregarding winds intent Then came the rains' extinguishing Saving coals Your hands were warm My feet were cold I shiver at this memory. …Rains cold intensity The downpour overcoming Me I'm sorry I could not see My circle enclosed circles now Circling I knew the dark complete As our smoke heavenward arose To late this pittance; ash offerings Ashes on the ground Then came the rivers rage Cutting its path through the heart Forever too leave Forever leaving its mark Upon our forest dark Meandering on; its choosing path And I with it beside; belonged For a chosen time My love again I say For a chosen time Do you understand? I chose the time of days My shame