Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Dancing Down the Rain

This was a dream I had, and this poem wrote itself in response.

Dancing Down the Rain

Dancing up the lightning,
Dancing down the rain,
Never feeling sorrow,
Never feeling pain.

A spirit in the aftermath,
Of stormy, deadly seas,
A sprite above the hurricane,
Relaxing in the breeze.

I am that spirit, soaring high,
To brush the cheek of sunset sky,
Untouched by hate, I rise above,
But equally untouched by love.

I’m all alone, there’s no one near,
The empty sky is all that’s here,
No lover, friend or child around,
I must return to mortal ground.

So I turn back, towards home I race
To settle in its warm embrace,
My spirit pours into its shell,
Pours back into this human hell.

But I am glad to be at home,
From which I’d never really roam,
Someday we’ll all be free of pain,
Forever dancing down the rain.

2 comments:

btrflynana said...

Oh Marian
you really are so very gifted my sweet friend...this is just beautiful..thank you for taking me on flight with you!! Hugs B'nana

Sassafras said...

Beautiful I love to dance too. Sass

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