thunder in the distance
lightning in the sky
let those tears
from heaven
soak my head
my skin
naked I stand
above the city
wash away
what holds me here
Being Present for the Moment
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Leonard Durso 
Very beautiful.
Thank you.
Marvellous!
Thank you.
Whatever it is that holds you be washed away so clear skies will once again appear before you.
Thank you, Michael. May it be true for us all.
Ah, what holds each of us… May have to use your poem as a prompt. Just vague enough in its reverie. Nice.
Thank you, Sarah.
beautiful
Thank you, Maureen.
I’m presently questioning ‘what holds me here’, and this poem is both lovely and meaningful. Thank you Leonard!
I’m glad you found it meaningful.
How lovely it is to read your poems. I have missed them.
Thank you, Isabella.
❤ You are more than welcome ❤