Walking Home

puddles

First pause after the rotation of the calendar
generates an achiness,
a wisdom yearning to break free

feels like blue-green waves,
rumbles like thunder on a summer night,
flashes like heat lightning,
flaring up, divinely beautiful,
yet causing no real harm

provides only a map against the night sky
a brief illumination –
catch a glimpse and then it’s gone –
emblazoned emblem
holds the future in momentary display
and then darkness,
an achy rumbling,
walking home

©SpiritLed 2015

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