The Shining Now

 

The rain reminds me

of moments,

each a  shining now,

falling clear-eyed

into the dark soil

 

of the earth,

the only sign of life

the hum

of all those souls

thumping

 

against the dirt

just before

they surrender

the power of one

to the all in all

 

seeping slowly

into the ground

seeping into

the basement

of time

 

pooling

like floodwaters

of the past

that escaped

the banks

 

we so carefully dug

around us

in the hopes

that we were safe

against the tides.

 

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