Crying In The Rain [Winter 2014]
March 12, 2015 § 1 Comment
Crying in the rain.
Feeding cycles of mist and dew, sweat and blood, rearranging vapors that permeate and bind.
Cycles feeding cellulose, lignin, flesh. Rainfall, that drifting water sanctum.
Cast a stone into the waters, watch the ripple of its waves.
Even a single drop can still add up to so much. Liquid echoes.
In cleansing rain, wash it all away.
The torments of the past, the fears of the future. Wash it all away.
Re-surface, head above the waters.
Take the next breath.