Poem: Over the Ridgeline


Over The Ridgeline

Over the ridgeline, the storm comes.
Dark clouds and wind surround you,
but you tarry a moment or two longer,
absorbing the October colors, never sure
what the rain will take and what the rain will leave.

About this poem

Every moment counts

The picture was taken from the quarry across from my house.


One comment

  1. The droplets that fall
    Would soon be adsorbed
    Into the mud of nothingness
    however a blessing it sings over the pair of eyes
    Behold the shimmer of hope and peace
    It brings to my astonishment.

    Beautiful piece you wrote… !! 🙂

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