Till dawn

29 Aug

Signs

These are perfect days,
not so much because I found peace
but more because I’ve made friends with stillness.
No more running in the rain for me,
today is a short stroll through tended gardens.
The wind plays flute and soft piano,
a porch swing remembers.
Clouds gather in the north and I
imagine the sea and horizon folding into one in
layered shades of black.
A child drops a seed into the earth,
each of us is watching.
In the distance, lightning strikes.
Rain breaks a seven year drought.
The preacher raises his hands in prayer.
Mourners disperse,
and I carry my father home with me to share
the rest of my life.

©Beverly Sweet/Scheidt 2012

 

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4 Responses to “Till dawn”

  1. wantonwordflirt August 31, 2017 at 9:01 am #

    BEAUTY.

    • ittymac August 31, 2017 at 4:09 pm #

      Thank you for your support.

  2. Aman Thakur December 13, 2017 at 12:49 pm #

    nice…

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