Child of Rain

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    Child of Rain

    A child of rain lies waiting,
    like a bird on a fragile limb,
    observing in fear gripped silence,
    sensing the peril she's in;
    As a somber shadow looms overhead,
    lingering, lurking in latent harm,
    while daylights vestige slowly fades,
    and darkness blankets with open arms.

    A child of rain lies waiting,
    like sun drenched fallen snow,
    disappearing as it slowly melts,
    to the embankment far below;
    only once again to be found,
    quenching the sun parched earth,
    glistening among the silver waters,
    satisfying the ravenous thirst.

    A child of rain lies waiting,
    like a breeze that never survives,
    knowing she's only halfway there,
    yet sensing she'll never arrive;
    also mindful there's no going back,
    while hearing a faint song in the wind,
    she sees that nothing lasts forever,
    yet everything never ends.


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    DeepEclipse commented on Child of Rain

    05-25-2010

    [knowing she's only halfway there, yet sensing she'll never arrive;] - Beautiful paradox. The feeling of want, desire, failure, fear, determination and apathy all in three stanza's. Well done.

    kdarcy commented on Child of Rain

    12-06-2009

    Wow, so beautifully put, life is a circle in many ways, in each of creations ways. Nice write, I enjoyed that, be well, k

    Karma885 commented on Child of Rain

    09-21-2009

    geees i wish i wouldv known you. i love how you did this poem. its so detailed and so much emoition. i wish you had more poems to write. to bad this is the only poem u did on here. r.i.p. JEANIEBLU

    countrypoet commented on Child of Rain

    09-08-2009

    A vividly bittersweet poem,which is well written and reveals some gems of basic truth and wisdom.

    gmcookie commented on Child of Rain

    09-07-2009

    Rainchild, What a beautiful and meaningful piece. One thing is certain, just as all things have a beginning, so must they end. How unfortunate that that end always seems to be ill timed. There is no going back, and unfortunately, going forward doesn't always look so pleasant either. Make the most of each day, and go in peace, my friend. gmcookie

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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