The Heavens Cry
Awakened by the patter of rain
Bombarding thunder and lightning
Delights you on a school day
Time is for sleep
Caressed by the silky sheets
Abounding comfort
I am lured back into the dreamworld
A pillow to hug
in the absence of a lover
A bedspace for two
shared in the depths of the unconscious
The heavens continue to weep
We do not fail to notice; we listen
The weeping is a song
Pregnant with passion
We are lured into its realm
Silenced, we are patient and hopeful
Drawn to return and to converse
to console and to be consoled
The heavens cry
It is a reunion in spirit
Advertisement
Leave a Comment