Raindrops beating upon my face

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Raindrops beating upon my face
as the wind outside is whistling.
The sun has fled without a trace,
With thorns my life is bristling.

Shadows move around in dance
as snowflakes drift from the silent sky.
Lost in my thoughts I walk in a trance,
Is there more than meets the eye?

Oceans full with shallow waters
as mountains sing sweet lullabies.
Tell me, friend, what really matters,
what’s worth to know and memorize?

Darkness looms through deserted lands
as rainbows greet the passersby.
Whose footprints run into these sands?
So far away and yet nearby.

Broken candles burning brightly
but all my rooms are dimly lit.
I close my eyes ever so slightly
to see the light that I emit.

 

*Painting “Man Standing, Arms Extended” by Paul Cezanne, 1878.

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3 responses to “Raindrops beating upon my face

  1. Schön

    Good Rhymed Verse! I know you can emit the light in grey raining days so that snow will become crystal in winter.

  2. You shall emit light through your words. When we question our very existence, this is when the light of purpose appears.

    On a different note; yet another crazy coincidence/ synchronicity! “shallow waters is where you belong” was going to be my upcoming poem!!

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