In the past year, I haven’t written much literary works. Not until this week, hah! the Valentine’s week…
rain dance
vast emptiness
I thought
never would my heart be alive
in this nothingness
days, hours, minutes
I traveled through endless drought
blending in the crowd
’til I feel no more
but I feel the pulse of a drum beating
in synchrony
my limbs would move
commanding the sky, “hear me”
the first steady drizzle
meant nothing
the following rain fall
was what my heart has been waiting
I am human
you are god
that quenched the thirst
of my drying heart
I don’t really think that this is done well. But it is the first poem I have written this year. đŸ™‚
The Eclectic Miss 