just before raindrops
pelt the skin and soak clothing
damp smell of wet dirt
just before raindrops
pelt the skin and soak clothing
damp smell of wet dirt
the Sun touches Where
the Ocean meets When Love starts
How i am WHO AM
through eyes full of tears
scars and callouses wash away
each day is a gift
part dead part alive
hurts hidden below surface
ruins perfect seedling
all the silver hairs
standing up obstinately
“do not go gently”