Sunday 21 October 2012

A Walk in The Rain


I took a long walk in the gentle rain today,
and let it wash and scatter my worries away,
the light shower dampening my dry skin,
leaving me curiously empty and light within.

The dark clouds drawing on those of my own,
their depths rippling, a pond when a stone thrown,
the gentle shower a balm that comforts and soothes,
the frown that creases my brow that it slowly smooths.

I raise my face to the moist breeze and the load,
it carries as my weary feet carry me down this road,
laden with the drops that fall when I raise my head,
and leave all my cares behind with each tread.

Are the very heavens weeping in my stead,
so that any unbidden tears I do not ever shed,
careworn and weary though I might sometimes feel,
resolute I must be, standing by my path, my ideal.

Tuesday 16 October 2012

The Bubble




Happiness is this bubble that we keep chasing,
like a kid who has found something amazing,
the sunlight glinting off its surface does beckon,
                        as we run behind it single minded and in abandon,
                        and suddenly this gust of wind pushes it past,
                        our outstretched finger tips that reach out to grasp,
                        this bubble that holds us completely in thrall,
                        for in it lies the elusive key to the mystery of it all.

                        And lately there is this feeling that the naughty wind,
                        has been blowing the bubble further as it skimmed,
                        away on a gust that bounces it dangerously close,
                        to this bouquet of thorns that adorn the solitary rose,
                        that draws the bubble in like a doomed moth to a flame,
                        and seeks to impale it in a semblance of a cruel game,
                        in which there is only one victor to whom the spoils go,
                        the rose that stands proudly next to the thorns that grow. 

Sunday 14 October 2012

The Afternoon Shower


I finally found why this afternoon rain
came around gusty and strong again
bringing blessed relief from the shroud
brought on by the dark oppressive cloud
it just gave a touch to this beautiful bower
a wet freshness brought on by the shower