Rush of Rapture

Here I am, can’t you see?
Don’t you remember?
Maybe not, I’m hiding under a tree

As the rain pours through silky leaves
Maybe, I’m not quite the same
As today, history weaves…

Through memories of time and miles
I rest against the bark
Looking for raindrops reflecting smiles

Don’t forget the river that took our souls afloat
On a blissful ride away from shore
With our world secure in that boat

Remember now? Here in patience I quietly sit
Listening for words, in fallen rain
Eternal thoughts speak, for love will never quit

The river flows on, with my life to the sea
By surprise we meet,  in a rush of rapture
Once again, to ride the waves that be

Heidi Sands   

8/21/19
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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May Avatar
August 21, 2019 at 8:43 PM
I enjoyed this rapture in the rain Heidi..
Sands Avatar
August 22, 2019 at 6:06 AM
Great to hear that you enjoyed this. It is interesting reading interpretations from the poems and mine was the rain had stopped by the time of the sea. :) Thank you for your comment :)
Michael Avatar
August 21, 2019 at 7:57 PM
"to ride the waves that be"...After the rush of rapture...Well done...Enjoyed it..Read you in this write
Sands Avatar
August 22, 2019 at 6:05 AM
Thank you so very much Arturo. I am happy you enjoyed this and yes. Have a nice day :)
Pandit Avatar
August 21, 2019 at 2:48 PM
How delightfully blissful..a charming poem , Heidi..enjoyed every scenic line reminiscing in memoirs. So enchanting--I am saving in my FAVE poems.
Sands Avatar
August 21, 2019 at 2:58 PM
Thank you so much Vijay. I am happy to see your kind comment and appreciate it considered a FAVE. Have a nice evening :)
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