It is Raining

It is raining
As if nothing has happened
It is raining

And the trees stand there
As they have for centuries
Watching  me and remembering
But unhelpful

They’ve seen this sort of thing before
A mother

There are little leaves on the rose bushes
Who will graduate into adult leaves
That will never rub shoulders
With your passing boyhood

Tiny flowers struggle
To become lucious fruit
Bursting with life
Then drop to the forest floor

And the birds
The cheery birds
The birds have no idea
None whatever
That you are gone
Always gone

Hidden Treasure - Dietrich Bonhoeffer

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Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,
the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort
2 Corinthians 1:3


2 thoughts on “It is Raining

  1. My heart cries with you. I have known great grief and this accurately captures what I have experienced. Thank you so much for sharing your raw, authentic and beautiful poetry with all of us! It really touched my heart! ❤

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  2. Kim,
    Your poem is so touching and beautiful in the immense sadness of what the words are explaining. Thank you for sharing it. So real.

    Liked by 1 person

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