Can You Hold the Rain?

you come and go inside me

gazing into the gentle eyes of a wild stallion

listening to roar of high rock winds

their cries heard but echoes not held

storm clouds gather in misty skies

torrents caught in earth’s nooks and crannies

before absorbed by Gaia once again

water droplet balanced on verdant growth

as the flowing water or high winds…

they travel their own way in time

same as I do; this wild mare looking back at you

can you hold the rain?

(c) Amanda Wilson 2013

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