This life is but a vapor that I inhale in the rain

Though dimly seen I find each breath with acuity

As visions speak within the mist I intently hear

Silent whispers on the wind captured in tranquility

Illuminating drops of sorrow from a melancholy cloud

Oh music there is music in each color that I see

In the eye of perception I am drenched in bliss

In awe before the masterpiece I stand in so much rain

Tossed within a billowed sea replete at heaven’s door

Only then to find myself sinking below her floor

This life is but a vapor that I’d inhaled in  rain

As visions spoke in raindrops I intently tried in vain

To see everything

©Kay Salady



About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on April 20, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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