the places we gather
inside
how we hide
in between
the pieces of yesterday
and the rise of tomorrow
within
us, and through all time
we didn’t know but walked
empty
trying to hold water
up
with our hearts, and how
it rained down
rained down
on
us
before
we
knew
Us
Talking to the Clouds 
I was waiting impatiently for your next post. Huge reward, wonderful poem, as usual. Mystical, spiritual… words are a bit clumsy after such graceful lines. Thank you for sharing (I do love your poetry on Twitter too!) – Thank you, merci, merci infiniment.
PS
The final lines are stunning, and resonate deeply with me.
it rained down
rained down
on
us
before
we
knew
Us
Thank you so much for your very kind words. I do so appreciate them 🙂
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Thank you!
Thank YOU for such a beautiful piece.
As always, your poem is deeply thoughtful, graceful, and speaks to y heart . . . Blessings . . .
Thank you very much, Peter, and blessings to you as well.
Spectacular photo made even more so by the wonderful words. Beautiful, I could stare at this all day and not get tired 🙂
Thank you very much. I could have stared at those clouds all day!
You are most welcome 🙂
Such a beautiful post Sarah
Thanks so much, my friend 🙂
Beautiful. Your work has been missed.
Thank you. I have missed writing!
Exquisite writing. Worth the wait, wondering!
Thank you so much 🙂
cloud cover pleased the sun lover on a needed cooler day
yes, indeed!
yeah i like that little sprinkle of rain the last two twlights
thanks!
Love those clouds!
Thank you!