AFTER THE RAIN

by Gary Jurechka   Jul 3, 2007


The clouds are a shroud
draped softly over me,
the rain cleanses my soul,
a sweet melancholy milieu
washing through me,
filling my heart, cradling my mind,
seeking solace in the storm,
purifying the obscure thoughts
and returning me to myself.

After the rain,
these gray eyes
see with fresh clarity
and realize
that sanctuary,
that salvation,
that this feeling,
that this moment,
is the rainbow
of life itself.

July 28, 1996/July 2, 2007

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  • 17 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    I do love the outstanding metaphors and the blending of imagery in this poem.

  • 17 years ago

    by debbylyn

    Very beautiful and deep....love the images of the clouds, storm and rainbow....love the last verse.....

    After the rain,
    these gray eyes
    see with fresh clarity
    and realize
    that sanctuary,
    that salvation,
    that this feeling,
    that this moment,
    is the rainbow
    of life itself.

    Beautiful.....

  • 17 years ago

    by Melissa

    "is the rainbow
    of life itself."
    ^^^Wow, such a beautiful ending. I love your inspirational pieces. And this one is no exception, such a peaceful feel to this poem. Very beautifully worded, Gary.

  • 17 years ago

    by Fsams

    Very beautiful as it is written well and the flows is great. The poem is very lucid in meaning and also metaphorical. Thats really great and worth 5/5. plse rrc my poem English for the confused. tc

  • 17 years ago

    by Cindy

    What a beautiful poem. It has such a peacefulness to it.

    that sanctuary,
    that salvation,
    that this feeling,
    that this moment,
    is the rainbow
    of life itself.

    Thes lines can't help but make you feel good inside.
    Excellent job!
    Take care Cindy

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