The gathering dark clouds give me and eerie feeling, that
spreads over the blue sky, putting me in a pensive mood.
Out of the black clouds rain poured as the clouds
slowly secedes from the rest..leaving open view of the
silver disk going down slowly, and setting in the west.
My eyes were overcome by the flaring orange and red horizon as I watched the sun falling into his fiery arms, and I in his!
Looking into a face covered with hints of grey hair covering the side,
and whispering 'I love you.' All the while laying gently to the side, as drops of joy fell down his face, and in harmony with the raindrops on the window pane.
My Childhood days were recalled from a far away distant:
Walking out the sun right into the cool rain and hearing the
raindrops on Momma's window pane, and the familiar sound of
the belt whipping tune:
'I told you…beat, beat, beat...not to play in the rain…beat, beat, beat…
'OUCH, those lyrics continued hours it seemed.
Still, we sat in the car looking out on the rain feeling
the long ago hot sunrises, still feeling all years of Momma's missed presences!
Closing distance between then and now..I'm still in awe of
the blazing sunset to my right but, cannot stop my eyes from raining
down right and left my left or, my future-self from pondering my own sunset.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This wonderful descriptive poem is a real epiphany-the nature is hiding its mysticism inside..thank you for sharing...