Wednesday, February 18, 2015

offering

all day
the sky wept softly
over the mountains
offering comfort and condolence
to the parched soil
and the long-suffering pines.
that night,
the rain came in torrents
the wind, in wild gusts
like the storm i feel within.
my love for you
so full of terrifying beauty
that cannot be denied
or contained.
and how brave you are, love,
to offer yourself
daily
to its fierce rapture.