Ajaib…

Were You a cloud carrying old rain? poked by a Mountain poaring on my head top

Is it my past pain and heartaches

I hear You humming?

Whispering to strangers “I love her” while whiplashing on my back…

Did You forget that I had a sign that said

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass… It’s learning to DANCE in the rain…

Did You forget? The sign You hated… calling me unrealistic…

I would have taught You to dance too…

But you chose green river, and to blacken my liver…

SO… Sorry, I think You are hurting… I pray for your healing…

And if this is part of your uprising, don’t worry I won’t sink by the load… For I am unwiring the pain away

As I seal back the cracks and holes that let in

Hurting people who hurt People…

Life is too short to wasteaway

Let it rain…

After this prayer

I am dancing it all away…