Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Cycles that Flow

Rain that falls on the inside of the skin
Hits the roof of the heart
With loud presence.

Gathers in the gutters,
Streams across the walls of flesh
Hitting hard.

Such rain may drive,
Drizzle, splatter, drip
Drench and shower.

The soul may not know
What to do with such a

It is best to allow the rain
To collect in pools of

And to not allow the pools
To dam up
In any way.

Once you have reached a sufficient
Level, you may form

You may flood even,
If you so choose;
Into any place.

It is through rainfall
Heading for the sea of
Eventual evaporation,

That you may once again
Precipitate your way
Into cycles that flow.

Jenneth Graser

Photograph - Hannes Kock, Florian Ortkrass and Briton Stuart Wood - The Rain Room


  1. Perfect photo, lovely wisdom, and these lines! — "Rain that falls on the inside of the skin /Hits the roof of the heart ..."