Purifying Winds of Change

Drip, drop, goes the sound of water outside my door.

Comforting.

Tick, tock, the sound of time that is passing.

Overwhelming.

Thump, thump, my heart keeps beating.

Sustaining.

Hip, hop, keeping close the imagination within.

Inspiring.

Knock, knock, the feel of another’s heart connecting with mine.

Liquifying.

Ric, rac, don’t go giving up on me yet.

Journeying.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s