A Sleepy Deluge
sharing the peace she's finding
Rain falls over the ocean as gentle
As a lover’s kiss on worried cheeks,
Sheets of deluge moving in swiftly and gracefully,
Giving the abandoned beach a break--
A chance to taste fresh water without salt
In every gulp of the sand shifting with the tide
And every mundane breath of the sea’s bountiful air.
The rain soothingly glides over tired, eroded stones,
As its music diligently goes about smoothing furrowed brows
Over with a blanket of muted
Gray clouds to help eyes,
Hidden away in homes,
Grow heavy with peace.
And surely somewhere a cat yawns,
Stretching her back with feline grace
As she sinks her claws into warm sheets and lap
And settles in for a long sleep without any care
For when she would wake.
About the Creator
R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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