Wind and rain
are good for waking a soul
from slumber
No sleep walking
when there is
a shaking, blowing
bracing wind
to contend with
and rain dampening
the leaves
scattered and swished
into patterns
as if a giant mixer
had them in it’s bowl and turned them out
across lawn and street
red plum, orange japanese maple,
yellow birch
Let my soul be awakened and shaken
My life lived
full of patterns and abundant in colors
alert to the possibilities
of each new day
that half closed eyes
may miss.
© 2013 Julie Clark
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