Reign
Glistening from the depths, rain reflects
Tears of a despondent god
Drinking the silky silence of a fear
That is out of my reach and into your hands
My hands cup around the drops
That with time steep the bitter
And slipping through my fingers
Pass my parched lips
To lie fallow in my sentient bowels
The darkening clouds obscure the horizon
And even as the weight of their burden swells
They resist the gravitational pull
Until the storm breaks
Yet once drinking in of its salutary libation
There dawns a lucid new Eden
Anointed by this fertile font
And although yet it remains but a glimmer, I realize
I know all I need to know
I'm wet now, soaked through, bone-drenched
A saliferous flow immersing the soul
Preparing the ground from which it will rise
So what was sown in darkness may reach for the light
Where beyond this well of blue, e'er thy rose of red bloom
Tears of a despondent god
Drinking the silky silence of a fear
That is out of my reach and into your hands
My hands cup around the drops
That with time steep the bitter
And slipping through my fingers
Pass my parched lips
To lie fallow in my sentient bowels
The darkening clouds obscure the horizon
And even as the weight of their burden swells
They resist the gravitational pull
Until the storm breaks
Yet once drinking in of its salutary libation
There dawns a lucid new Eden
Anointed by this fertile font
And although yet it remains but a glimmer, I realize
I know all I need to know
I'm wet now, soaked through, bone-drenched
A saliferous flow immersing the soul
Preparing the ground from which it will rise
So what was sown in darkness may reach for the light
Where beyond this well of blue, e'er thy rose of red bloom
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 1, 2010
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html
© December 1, 2010
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html
