Rain
by Elouise
Rain drops
on drenched ground
eyeglasses, face
and heart
Cracks loom
in un-even pavement
Tears spring unbidden
Artesian wells overflow
Unnoticed
I walk through this cold front
of memories, grief and healing
***
This morning I walked as usual, this time in a light rain. A slower, shorter walk than usual. Near the end of my walk, cracks in the pavement brought back not just my broken jaw misadventure, but others as well. I kept walking, and slowed my pace to relax my body. My mind was full of memories about the distance I’ve traveled in life and how grateful I am to be on this side of many misadventures.
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 1 September 2016
Photo found at loftransport.wordpress.com
beautiful things that come to mind when we relax and move with the flow of the nature of things, uneven pavement=uneven thoughts, we slow our gait to really look at where we are going, and find somewhere deep within we seem to know the answers when they sit before us. Love this Elouise, hi Lucy too ❤
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Thank you for this lovely response. I just passed your greeting on to Lucy. She smiled, of course!
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‘….how grateful I am to be on this side of many misadventures.’
Me too. Thank you for your loving reminders.
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Beautiful poem! Deep on so many levels; I especially love the last lines: “cold front of memories, grief and healing.” Wonderful metaphor that bears much pondering. I love the photo, too.
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Nancy, I’m so happy it connected with you. The photo was a happy find online after I wrote the poem–couldn’t stop looking at it (always a good sign!).
Blessings,
Elouise
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