Beyond This Room
Go to the window.
It isn’t raining now,
but it surely will.
Wait, and things will grow
beyond even your dreams
and wakeful imaginings.
For now, take the landscape
as proper for this moment,
as preparation for later.
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I needed this tonight. What s sleek and effective poem..
Timing is everything. Thanks, and glad it touched you.
self-talk, preacher talking, apt set-up
Or “thoughts while working to save my 55-year marriage” talk. ✌️❤️
I love the contemplative mood of the poem, despite its use of imperatives.
Thanks, Nancy!