But Raindrops on the Breeze

by StandStill   Aug 18, 2008


Warm nothing hovers over us,
shouting of a significant insignificance.
Stars burst forth like fireworks,
bearing songs of creation.

Every aspen-shiver cries out,
proclaiming truth of winter and spring.
No words to capture the immensity
of bitter blood droplets.

And as a forest is born from a seed,
grace and mercy spring to life.
A crown of thorns ripping hope into hearts,
love; though we are nothing more than raindrops.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Phantasmagoria

    I'm amazed. Every beginning line of the stanza shout out and each other following are so beautifully written...

  • 16 years ago

    by InvisiblyHeartless

    I read it yesterday and didn't know what to say. I read it today and thought the same. I'm speechless. Gabby, you write so beautifully. This is just touching and gorgeous. I love it.
    I especially like the beginning:
    Warm nothing hovers over us,
    shouting of a significant insignificance.
    Stars burst forth like fireworks,
    bearing songs of creation.

    This is so powerful. I can't think of words to really describe it.

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