That moment when the rain stops
there hasn't been sun in days...

I had a vision of a blue mountain
with wings at the bottom...

I live my life alone
the nest I have built for myself has no space for...

Waking up this morning
wasn't like any others...

I woke up this morning
raindrops are falling...

In the arms of a stranger
I was seeking comfort not knowing...

Clouds are hanging low
grey pillows filled with water...

Somehow we survive
bombshells coming at us...

This is the season
giving thanks and sharing gifts...

When you were laying on the ground
taking your last breath...

I am walking in the rain
these are all my tears...

Nature is anxious
awaiting springs arrival...