February
Rain, fall down on me,
cleanse me of my tension,
rinse me of my desire,
and dissolve my sand castle.
Passion, awaken within me,
give me reason to live,
reason to die,
and show me beauty.
Youth, return to me,
loosen my stiff joints,
smooth my wrinkled skin,
and return me to innocence.
Life, may I live you,
reap all I can from
your fields of wonder,
and plant my own seed.
Death, please welcome me,
for I walk among
the no longer young,
and anticipate all you are.
Aaron G. Nyland
(2-5-96)
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem during a time of winter depression. I was
feeling like life was mundane, meaningless, painful. The
lanscape covered in dirty snow gave a feeling of desperation
to everyday, and I let it affect my emotions too much. I wanted
to submit this poem because I feel that eveyone goes through
periods in their life like this, and I just had a few thoughts
to share about it.
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