If you stand in rain…

If you stand in rain
Waving a sign in a strange language
You are the one
The balloon of your sorrow
Drifts above your head
You stand determined
Sealed in shade
If you are the one

Autumn trees turn red
Sunday morning—
They speak of the lamb
And you see her, somewhere near
Your eyes filled with water
If you are the one

Author: stevekuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University View all posts by stevekuusisto