night rain gently falls
seeping deep into the roots
healing the earth’s scars
~
the dark skies open
an Old Testament deluge
washing away hope
night rain gently falls
seeping deep into the roots
healing the earth’s scars
~
the dark skies open
an Old Testament deluge
washing away hope
lovely…but a touch sad. I felt a sort of relief with the first stanza and then the second wash (though wash seems to gentle a word) it away.
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Thanks rmp. I’ve been reading some Blake lately, and find myself thinking a lot about his “contrary states.” His way of looking at the same subject from two different perspectives is fascinating.
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I agree….I have found the idea of looking at something from two perspectives, especially when their exists a feel of contradiction, as quite intriguing. I think you did quite an excellent job of capturing that with this piece.
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Exquisite contrast through your words here.
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Thanks C.C., for stopping by and leaving a kind comment!
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