Grief · Poetry

Heaven Weeps, Too

Today’s mindfulness walk in the rain held a poem for me.
I caught it just before it got away…

HEAVEN WEEPS, TOO

Pale clouds hover close
draping dark and delicate woes.
Open wide, sky —
Grieve your lost drops!

Steady tears of rain,
steady tears of pain…
no more stored inside;
instead, shared with Earth.

Each drop like a drum,
steady beating carries on.
Drop. Drop. Drop.
Drop. Drop. Drop.

I’ll offer you my shoulder
and let you cry on me.
The trees will break your fall;
twigs and branches, leaves and all.

Heaven weeps, too —
now I know. Now I know.
January rain:
please, come again.

— AB, 1/22/2020

Love & Light,

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