Revenge of the Mother

When spring comes in waves

Photo by Matteo Catanese on Unsplash

Spring is a probable mist
with possible clouds,
periods of heavy rain
with intermittent showers.

Drizzles of grey
with shades of foam,
dotted with
unexpected sunshine.

Does the mother seek revenge;
in a purifying wave
sent to cleanse debris?

Was there something I missed?
Is there a penance
to offer?
A compensation
that would suffice?

I cease to push
for inner understanding.
Sink into silence.
I pause my life
and let my ego leave the scene;
go rogue
and let the silence breathe.

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Thanks Latoya for the Poetry Prompt: “The Nature We Imitate, The Nature We Ignore”

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