Day 11 of April PAD – a Nature poem
Is this the rain I am hearing?
Are these the sun rays cutting through the air?
Believing or hoping,
Expecting or letting go –
All these are part of our endless circle,
The truth and the delusions
Which we wade into while walking
Sliding, trudging or simply trying
To reach the dream on the mountain top
Our heart’s desire
Where we’ll rest and get inspired for the
Difficult climb down
Which proves harder than the aspired achievement
We’ve just accomplished.
Wow! If it isn’t so much to process!
Just let me take a short breath and rest.
© 2025, soulmary
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