After D

After D 1920 1440 Jody Collins

a light rain is falling.

perhaps, like the trace of a breeze

it will bring a fresh spirit of peace

to a world that’s imploding.

shattered seeds scatter, soft, floating,

silent as dandelion tufts

over this particular curve of

earth, to settle after the

whispers have died away,

the sobs have sounded.

Now quicken each shell with

impossible life where death

has sought its place.

Overtake like greenshoot vines,

defiant in destruction’s face,

willing the water of too many

tears to reign deep in

the dark where, in time,

these lives will heave their

way to the light once again.

Header photograph © Jason D. Ramsey.

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