Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Linda Stevenson #3 August 3 Rain



Rain

I hold that my suffering
is phenomenal, unique;
that I have shaped it
by merely standing in the rain
and letting it fall,
precipitation
being a subtle thing.

Bring me your suffering,
unique, phenomenal.
The least I can do
is demonstrate
how to stand, holding it,
silent
in the rain.

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