Silhouette

Droplets of rain fall on the ground,
The Earth keeps going round and round
And here I stand in silence.

They coldly hug, caress my skin,
Yet here I stay—spin after spin,
In still and mute defiance.

I’ll never leave. Here I belong,
Eternal bliss and my own song,
I’ve come across salvation.

A pulse of light spreads on the sky,
The thunder’s my sweet lullaby;
No more dream deprivation.

And tiny rocks pierce through my soles,
I feel alive, a lurid rose;
Quivering and renascent.

– Patricia