JUST WALKING IN THE RAIN
The cars whiz by in a flash and the raindrops hit the skin. Listening to the sound of the foghorn and the sound of silence, can be deafening.
The sun has set and the day is almost over. Ducks swim in the sea and the warmth of todays sun still settles over the Island.
The world has moved and the hours have passed and life goes on. Time stands still for no-one. Each day is an addition but yet a subtraction from the whole sum of our time here on earth.
One senses their own immortality and feels a lump in their throat for what cannot be; what cannot happen and what cannot be shared. Ones tears are tears of discontent, of apprehension and overwhelming sadness.
Love denies; love haunts; love hurts. Just walking in the rain........
About Me
- BoardWalk Angel
- Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
- "On a windswept hill by a billowing sea, my destiny sits and waits for me".....R Brout
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