Best Philosophyrain Poems
Today I wondered about the rain....
....I wanted it to rain again
The beauty of a chopped up sea
Cobalt turquoise harmony
Warm winds blow indigo Cirrus
Thunder crashes intensely furious
Golden skies mixed crimson setting
West I admire rain-clouds shedding
I miss that smell of rain and sea
With loud cracks of lightening~
Gems rolling against the sand
Treasures kept ....cupped in a hand
Walking along a wondrous fate
Losing my spirit ....I learned to hate
Focusd on a thought or a specific date
I felt sad inside...to have lost my mate
Finding myself in a storm cloud made
An impermeable will and internal shade
I've finally met the marvelous Sea
Stepping along the beach with me....
Had I stayed in my own little storm
Completely compelled to die or conform
I would not have come to realize...
yesterdays rain...
...cannot touch today's skies
By Jane Bowen
Copyright 2009
When I first planted trees I thought it was for shelter
From the ocean gales blast, and the wild rain lashing rain.
I needed to help them, so I built up some fences.
I needed to feed them, and dug in some kelp.
The trees looked so weak, so fragile, so lonely
The trees were so small, but they grew.
Next year some had died, but most still grew bravely.
The gales blew again, the frost hard and deep.
I fussed and I worried, I planted where gaps came
I fretted and fiddled and firmed in loose roots
The trees bent with the wind, then straightened their backs up.
The trees drank from the rain, and they grew
Each year they grew on, and the next and the next one
The gales blew again, and the snows came and went,
I thought about training and pruned very gently
I did some light weeding, I mulched and I mowed.
The work was a joy, I loved to be round them.
And oft stood in silence, to think, as they grew
Now after some years there are trees all round me
The gales still blow hard, but the trees still grow on
I see the wind kiss them, and now hear them singing
I see the rain weeping, and now see them smile
They draw strength from each other with roots intertwining
And give back to me those rewards you can’t buy.
When I first planted trees I thought it was for shelter
They have given me that, and so very much more.
I planted my trees to find how to keep growing
I planted my trees to be brave in the storms
I planted my trees to cherish my loved ones
I planted my trees to make hearts smile and soar.
I planted my trees to give hope and redemption
I planted my trees to bring peace to my soul