Waves of emotions overcome my mind,
Blurry, hazy and confusing.
Then long awaited rain announces its presence.
All is silent , all is reserved.
Wailing can be heard from a distance,
A faint frail sound reaching for help,
asking to be lifted and heard.
Listen to My soul,
Wailing, cring, reaching,
all to be heard.
all to be listened.
So Await and listen,
listen to the voice of my soul,
listen to the tears as they fall,
falling silently...falling slowly
telling a tale of suffering,
Telling the tale of a soul...the essence of my soul