The rain drops
The afternoon breeze reminds her of how her life was 4 years ago. The freedom from college, pressure to find a good job and excitement of not knowing what's coming next.
She was 21, new graduate, new employee in this new chapter of her life.
She's in a relationship that has been going very well. A few months into her job, she got promoted. In a few months, she'll be getting married. A few months more, she bore a child.
Those were moments she'll forever remember.
Today, she's at the brink of breaking apart. She's at the tip of an and about to lose her balance. She's been wondering if there will ever be anything or anyone to catch her fall. Better yet, is there anything or anyone to hold her or keep her from falling.
In the middle of a dragging storm she's holding on and trying to stay on top. The storm does not want to subside. The storm has no intentions of moving on. For she's only human, she has limited strength to keep on going.
If the saying is true... that life is like a wheel that goes round and round. Sometimes we're up sometimes we're down. It's been four years since her life was up. it's now at the bottom. Will it take another four years to get to the top?
The afternoon breeze turned to a light drizzle. She's remembering further into her past. The lovely smell of rain, her playing with other children under the rain, the beautiful blooms of the flowers rainkist. The cool and comforting breeze that makes her feel happy she's home.
She was 21, new graduate, new employee in this new chapter of her life.
She's in a relationship that has been going very well. A few months into her job, she got promoted. In a few months, she'll be getting married. A few months more, she bore a child.
Those were moments she'll forever remember.
Today, she's at the brink of breaking apart. She's at the tip of an and about to lose her balance. She's been wondering if there will ever be anything or anyone to catch her fall. Better yet, is there anything or anyone to hold her or keep her from falling.
photo by Jarosław Pocztarski
In the middle of a dragging storm she's holding on and trying to stay on top. The storm does not want to subside. The storm has no intentions of moving on. For she's only human, she has limited strength to keep on going.
If the saying is true... that life is like a wheel that goes round and round. Sometimes we're up sometimes we're down. It's been four years since her life was up. it's now at the bottom. Will it take another four years to get to the top?
The afternoon breeze turned to a light drizzle. She's remembering further into her past. The lovely smell of rain, her playing with other children under the rain, the beautiful blooms of the flowers rainkist. The cool and comforting breeze that makes her feel happy she's home.
