Reprieve

Raindrops fall from the rooftop

into the open arms of the grass

seeping into the heat of the earth

drenching it with coolness.

And each passing wind

carries a whisper of promise

that something will be better

after the sky’s grieving.

A breaking of my soul upon

the twilight of my darkest hour

and the mild shadow of yourself

enters my dream and i wonder…

are you the promise that comes

after the crying of heaven?

reprieve

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