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Every Raindrop

Every raindrop has a story
That speaks of God's glory
A tale of its own history
One day, stop and listen

It tells of the forest it nourished
and of the ant it drowned
and the thirst it quenched
Won't you stop and listen

It says you've met before
That day when your heart was sore
You stood in its path to explore
It carried your tear and so much more

It holds the pain of many
Of a rebirth after a flood
It speaks of the tales plainly
But few stop to listen

Don't run from heavenly blessings
With rain come plenty good tidings
For every raindrop has a story
That speaks of God's glory
 

Gone

I loved those warm summer nights

They were always so deep and dark

And would easily engulf all

If not for the stars

So right and alive

So near…

Yet so far

Like fireflies trapped in the vast blue net

Of the dark summer sky

And yet

Tonight, as I watched those stars

They held no hope for me

They no longer winked down at me

As I waited for my love

But instead

They seemed cold, dark and distant

Even the moon

Hid herself from view

And somehow

I knew

That my love would not come

When I saw him

My heart skipped a beat

I had not expected it

I had not expected him

And his presence made my heart soar

But

To my dismay

He too had abandoned me

His eyes no longer had the spark and light

That I had come to know and love

And though he was with me, he was not

His body was there

But his heart was somewhere else

He

Like the stars

Was so close

Yet so far away

He said to me

In no uncertain terms

That he was mine no more.

The words he wrote

That I held close to my heart

And lay under my pillow when I slept

To endure that I dreamt of no other

Were to be writ no more

His loving smile

His sensual caress

And his amber eyes

Were no longer only for me

And with that, he was gone

No sad smile,

No long goodbyes

I looked to the stars for comfort

But they offered none

Remaining aloof

Refusing to intervene, or interfere

I looked into the dark, peaceful waters at my feet

Yes, they were our waters

They held many memories

Of happy frolicking in the springtime

Of gay swimming and splashing

Of heated passion on hot summer nights…

Perhaps if I looked into the cool waters

If I searched deep within them

I would find my love

Perhaps, perhaps…

The stars moved further and further away

Smiling sadly down at me

As I sank deeper and deeper into the abyss

Until they were gone

I felt my head grow light

And my eyes grow misty

Then

All was dark

The moon came out at last

In all her splendour

But she came too late

Sadly, she drifted away

For I

Like the stars

And like my love

Was gone.

 

My three loves

My first love was an image
I loved all I thought he was
When the bubble burst,
The love died.

My second love was a ghost
He didn’t exist
I made love to him
And woke up with a corpse

My third love is a shadow
His shape is all I desire
I turn to the light
To find him real
And always, I smile.
 

Treachery

I lost my lover

I will never get him back

He stole my innocence

Impaled on a shaft of brutal ‘truth’

I said truth is relative

He said relative never frees

I said that kind of naked truth

Is easier given than received

He said

‘Honesty’ begets freedom

In the loins of him that gives it

Untangling a knotted web of secrets

Granting relief on him that gives it

I said

But for the person who receives it

Untangling strings do bind

The stain falls off the giver

And bind the heart of her who takes

I said

I care not that I am hurting-

Only that you hurt me!

He said

Please forgive me

Please be my friend again

 


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