Sadness
You fell down like the rain
In my soul
While raindrops ricocheted on a tin roof
I could feel
The tears forming in the corner of my eyes
But this is not a deep, dark, painful sadness
As in all those years gone by
This is more a gentle melancholy
Silently descending
That speaks of a home coming
An intouchness with my soul
And brings me comfort
I am alone
But I don’t feel alone
Anymore
How can I be alone
When I feel this much at home inside?
I look around and see so many blessings
The road to here
Was painful, dark and confusing
But now I find myself
In the deep dark gentle wildness
Of my heart
And I feel
Completely held
Completely at one
Completely home
‘authenticity’ comes to mind when i read this extremely powerful offering. you can’t fake that – and others will have a much harder time faking anything with you. happy new moon in scorpio to you, emerging one. imho, this calls for celebration and/or ritual to hold this space of truth like the rock that it is.
so very happy that You *authored* this.
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Ohh lovely..new moon only a few hours away…guess what last night i dreamed of a scorpion…this poem does have that deep watery feel…wishing you new moon blessings too 1weaver. ☆☆☆
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wow! goose bumps! 😀 thank you
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Beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks Rayne 💜
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