Sunday, June 6, 2010

rainy day sonnet


heavy clouds release their tears upon me
steadily, i lift my ceramic mug
and pour down the dark aromatic tea
strings and keys become my sedative drug
"come," she whispers, through soft wind and rain
faintly, i follow her alluring voice
footprints pulse to a melodic refrain
rhythms compel me and i have no choice
drenched in cold, i shiver under her spell
mirages challenge my reality
under the canopy of firs i dwell
until i'm called back to normality

my soul awakens with the warm sunshine
oh, isn't there more to this, goddess divine?

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