Just in Passing
Raindrops tingle in the ears of a mother and child
Palms embrace as they stroll; laughter is their umbrella
Father waits like a candle in the window
A divine union – a child – a love gift shared forever
Raindrops slap against her eardrums like a whip
Body encases a heart chilled like a misty evening
Memories enfold where arms once held
Tears of severance carve jagged scars over pale cheeks
Raindrops alight in his bucket like tossed coins
Fingers and lips caress a tarnished harmonica
A despondent melody floats mysteriously through the mist
Shimmering within his eye is wisdom of where he’s been
Raindrops and steps merge into a single drum line
Intelligent hands like covered gifts with leather wrapping
Stoic face has blown out many flickerings of love
This soldier’s quest – conquering for profit, never with mercy
People pass in parallel worlds like raindrops pulled to earth
Leafless are lives whose roots never intertwine
A glance, a smile, a petite gesture of grace
Such a small, effortless gift giving root to friendship
Yielding buds in the promised sunrise of tomorrow
