Tearing Apart

Evening skies are falling

Drenching my heavy heart

Tears from the clouds slash me

Reminding me of my loss

The stillness is

Tearing my heart

Apart

Wetness soaks me

My bones feel cold

Sounds of liquid stones

Pounding 

Penetrating my soul

The stillness is

Tearing my heart

Apart

The smell of the earth’s longing

As she drinks in the rain

Soothes my spirit

Hope perhaps 

Regained – no –

The stillness is

Tearing my heart

Apart

Evening skies groan

Hurling light across the heavens

I sit and remember

Through sight, smell and touch

Through hearing and taste

The stillness inside is

Tearing my heart

Apart

Poem and Photo by Maryanne Mesplé