Breaking Free
Folded closed, and left behind, .... perhaps for someone else to find...
Perhaps the gentle rain is kind enough
to wash away a threadbare heart, a broken dream, from yesterday...
enchanting me to believe within, to entertain the child again
A time to take a step apart, and time to grow, to break the hold
where, once before, life shivered cold, beneath the shelter of the old
Step past what eyes might estimate, with cleansing mists across the face
to christen slates with glistening, new,... paths refreshed with pearls of dew.
Listen to the whispered winds, the sweet refrains,of falling rain,
as if I were a child again.
Begin the walk where raindrops dance
beneath the feet, in rainbow hue
and mirrored worlds, where twin skies meet, as puddles ripple in the street
where passers by, forget to see the beauty in a world scrubbed clean
Stamp the feet to make a splash, while those around you make a dash
With diamonds in the morning light, to quench a tongue in sheer delight
To be as one, with earth and sun, and know that rain can be a friend
hold up the hands to catch the sky,...the inner child is waiting in the wings
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Inspired By Nette's Contest: Umbrella (image #2)
Carrie Richards 3/1/14
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014
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