Nature can restore
connections to life’s rhythms
if one can but hear.
Slowly I begin
listening to the pelting
raindrops descending.
This time to reset
now in the present moment
chases gloom away.
Cortisone? Better? Silence...
3 hours ago
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I keep resetting and hoping one of those resets will take.
HI JUDY - great poem and imagery. I too reset, quite often. Some times I hang in a 'less than full power mode' and manage and then I come back to where I was prior. I am always so afraid I will never fully reset. Truth be told? I think my reset is less than what it was, ya, that's the truth. So my new abnormal normal has become normal.
Love to you
Gail
peace...
The raindrops are so peaceful...and Nature has a peace about it
Like this poem
I love the sound of rain, it's very soothing and has a meditative quality about it.
Gail, one of the resets is acknowledging the change in normal.
Kim, the sound of raindrops was one of the first peaceful signs I began to hear as my recent crisis calmed down.
Karen, yes, it became meditative.
Kim, I meant sounds, not signs.
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