Morning Meditations #5 Of rain & Memory ~ R.M. Engelhardt

the rain/the dream/always falls
no shelter/soaked/down to bone

love is/never was/always there
no umbrella/no more dreams/
hope/washes down
into the gutter

of memory

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an empty voice echoes
thru an empty church
but no one responds

no sanctuary
an asylum

the candles
all burned out

long ago

~ R.M. Engelhardt
®2023