Lay them down

Poetry didn’t know of me.
Then on a day.

As the water’s edge
served as an easel.

I had to be humbled.
giving my tears
metaphorically and figuratively
to the waters
in an act of futility.

Until.

I began to understand.

God doesn’t have to shout
when whispering is enough.

Lesson?

Giving your tears to the waters matters none.

Get up! Get yo’ ass up! Stand to your feet, do not acquiesce!

Take your burdens to the water’s edge
and lay them down.

Better yet.

Let them drown.

Published by Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way. View all posts by Shun P. Writes

1 Comment

katelon says:

April 26, 2022 at 12:18 pm

Lovely photos and poem.

Long ago I heard the words “You better listen to the whisper, before it becomes a shout”. I meant to write song based on those words but it still hasn’t appeared.

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