this  image

to voice


to what
these limited eyes
know, the universe

scaled to a drop of water
on a leaf
in a summer storm

so many drops
to notice

why this one
balanced on the tip
of one leaf

among many wet leaves

as if it has significance

and brings to mind
a similar balance
on the verge of falling

my bones know

truth in transience
calls in a whisper
magnified to a shout
in my ears
because I noticed

and I will hum
this knowing
in my own process

a release
from some holding edge
among so many similar falls

the letting go
but remarked on later

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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7 Responses to rain

  1. Rhonda says:

    it speaks volumes for how the smallest things that go unnoticed become significant to our journey when we finally do. and…should we fail to notice, they sneak up on us…and the small is no longer small…it has friends…it becomes huge.

  2. nelle says:

    The theme of wonder continues. In fact, there is wonder in all that exists, and you capture this so well.

  3. so dandelion delicacy! Dazzled by you again !~Deborah

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