Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Us


Pressure pounding,
Mounting fast.
Weather grounding,
Release at last.
Torrential downpour,
Rain or hate?
Through the door
I hide from fate.
Cover my soul,
Shield my fear.
What a goal!
Shed a tear.
Cry not long,
For through I see,
A wondrous song
Belonging to me.
Is it true?
Can it be?
I see you
Holding me.
Pressure releasing,
Lessening fast.
Sun is shining,
Us at last.
©Eusebeia Philos 2013

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10 comments:

  1. ScarletFebruary 13, 2013 at 6:17 PM

    Sweet ending, Us at last ~ Thanks for digging it out of your drawer and sharing with us ~

    Happy Hearts Day to you ~

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    1. JayGFebruary 13, 2013 at 8:30 PM

      Thank you, Grace. Youth sees no risk in saying 'us.'

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  2. Susie ClevengerFebruary 13, 2013 at 11:17 PM

    Such beauty you had buried in your drawer..thanks for sharing it in this season of love.

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    1. JayGFebruary 14, 2013 at 11:59 AM

      Thanks, Susie. The world can always use more love.

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  3. Brian MillerFebruary 13, 2013 at 11:20 PM

    i do like it...a rather transformational poem for me...and i lik e the build up to us as well...enjoy your day of love...

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    1. JayGFebruary 14, 2013 at 12:00 PM

      Hey, Brian. I always appreciate your insight. Thanks.

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  4. Laurie KolpFebruary 14, 2013 at 11:02 AM

    There is a lot of fear in making that first step... I love the ending.

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    1. JayGFebruary 14, 2013 at 12:01 PM

      Love without risk is something else - I agree. Thanks, Laurie.

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  5. ClaudiaFebruary 17, 2013 at 3:10 AM

    ah that made me smile...the transformation from fear to love...nice..

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