Courtney Kane

Opening Up

We sit amid a growing darkness.
It is growing in me, you have no idea.
I look in your eyes, they are the eyes
of so much love.
To know where you belong is one thing,
but to accept it like opening up to a rainstorm,
to accept it like refusing to run when the
rain comes, but letting it wash you,
is another whole thing,
new and pristine, like clear rivers.
It is another whole thing you ought
to have in your open arms.

Poem Submitted: Friday, June 10, 2005

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Comments about Opening Up by Courtney Kane

  • Max Reif (8/8/2005 9:30:00 AM)

    Really lovely, Courtney. I think you have a real knack for seeing 'what's a poem'!

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  • John Tiong ChunghooJohn Tiong Chunghoo (6/10/2005 10:12:00 AM)

    i love this one, courtney..

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