September 26, 2015

like raindrops

By Kat Myrman

 
It is subtly poignant,
the drip-dribble, pitter-pats
of fat rain droplets ‘midst
a hissing wind-blustered,
drenching downpour. A symphony
of soloists, some tinkling softly,
others plopping boisterously,
all playing a part in the wild
wet cacophony, lulling me
into meditative reflection…
People are a lot like raindrops,
don’t you think? Our deepest
longing, simply to be heard.

~ kat 26 September 2015

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