This morning was a steady rain. I realized just how much I had missed rain. I think that I am realizing more and more that though I like snow for a little while, my body must have the other seasons. Even though it was dark and rainy...it made me cheerful. The smell of the rain was amazing, and hey...I don't have to wash my car or worry about how dirty it is (for today).
The rain today made me think of a poem I wrote almost 2 years ago. I decided to share it here. Like it or not...here it is, still untitled, I would take suggestions.
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by Denise Wegener
5/2006
Yesterday I beat to a different drum; my head was full of quick paced rhythms, none of which made sense.
Sometimes there was a low beat like a pulse deep down in my soul, but the beat was fading, inconsistent, dying.
The other parts of my song were chaos; sounds overlapping one another, out of tune.
Sounds of pain and sorrow under sounds of existence.
Today at dawn my heart sang.
At first a solitary note.
A note so clear that tears stung my eyes.
An unwavering note so pure that it grew second by second into a deep crescendo-drowning out the songs, the noise of yesterday.
As the note grew clearer and louder I felt the deep pulse of my soul.
At first just one faint beat, and then another, and another, until the beat grew more steady and strong in perfect syncopation with my heart.
Then I heard it!
The note had split; it was two united harmonious notes.
Tears of happiness joined the sound like the faint pitter-patter of rain on a new spring day.
My brain soaked in the rain's nourishment, delivering it to my once tired soul.
Energized; relieved, and elated to throw its beggar's clothes aside, my soul, my heart, my brain, my being united in a victory march to devour any remembrance of that old tired clamor my body once recognized as its own.
Everything around me clear, sharp, beautiful and the symphony of my being accompanying every feeling, thought and joy at last.
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