The sky pours love
hushing the earth
mother and baby.
Cords of water,
stethoscope-thick, dark
as any grey was ever dark.
The rainstorm says what it has always said:
unhide your head; unhide your head.
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2 comments:
This is from Love and Zen in the Outer Hebrides by Kevin MacNeil
The lash of a harsh
Lewis rain. Endless moor
And God’s loneliness
or
rain falling
especially
on me
Cheery!
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