So many words in my head, ...tired...
Writing poems in my sleep
Bed says, sleep or write!
...I don't take sides...get it? ...huh, hu?
Today is a new day!
Sure it will rain,
But, will see you in skies
As the raindrops, , , , , , , , , , , , ,
...and know, for certain,
Rain comes and rain goes
In and out of sunshine
Darkness falls on raindrops
Moonlight catches their glow
Sentiments warm your hearts
As each drop touches below
Down on to tilled earth
Sayin, although your my
sustaining water fall...sss
I'll let you go
Like a cloud...releasing it's beloved rain
Knowing full well
(puns intended)
The storyline is still in progress
Our story will it...to never be over
Love will never end
In my heart
Of soul
I go...let you go...
You know
To come back
If only
You'd know
This love
It'd hold you
Never wanting you to go
Because it feels
Feels the oneness of a Love
That needs to...
...touch your tender touch
Goodnight rain
Goodnight love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is full of feeling. It's like a breath of tenderness in the middle of emptiness. Quite a different and stirring kind of rain.
Yes..., I suppose so, I haven't read it over again today, but will trust your observations as spot on. Until then as rain has subsided, clarity and clearer vision opens our eyes and we See through as transparency invites us to look closer and inside....thanks, always a pleasure to hear from you, Sandra! Gio