“Let us keep the dance of rain our fathers kept and tread our dreams beneath the jungle sky.” (Arna Bontemps)
It’s been raining non- stop in South Florida for several days. So I’ve been awakened in such soggy “downtime” to compose this timely poem. For those who are interested, a major inspiration for this blog came directly from various novel insights learned in “The Celestine Prophecy” written by James Redfield.
A Steady Smack of Psychic Wet
Can Ease My Mind Of Futile Fret
For In Drop By Drop I Stay With Now
As Ego Filled Mask Takes No Bow
Amid such sudden deluge new energy must flow
For there’s fertile grounds now for bold intuitions to grow
So today I choose to give stormy silence a chance
To open myself to more song, laugh or dance
So enjoy each raindrop that softly splatters
While pondering how life coincidence truly matters
A well-written poem, Jim. Rainy days are great for pondering.