Spring Rain
I recognize you
like an old friend
like an endless monsoon
that I revisit (like a headstone)
or rather revisits me
in intervals that stretch
throughout time
so that they seem
to be all one memory
here in this moment—now
watching the way the water
beads on the window screen.
(c) 2010 James Eric Watkins
like an old friend
like an endless monsoon
that I revisit (like a headstone)
or rather revisits me
in intervals that stretch
throughout time
so that they seem
to be all one memory
here in this moment—now
watching the way the water
beads on the window screen.
(c) 2010 James Eric Watkins
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 8:42 PM
4 Comments:
absolute deep my friend.
Is like : for Elisa of Beethoven...A BEAUTY PIECE FULL OF GREAT SIMPLICITY.
Tks for share!.
Thank you, Juan, for your kind comment.
Come back anytime.
sweeet...:)
thanx
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