Absolution

Based on the idea that forgiving oneself for past wrongs, is the first step forward when you feel stuck.

 

She rolls in, much like a summer storm.

The sky turns an ominous shade of gray,

As the wind picks up, blowing colder

And bringing with it, the faint sounds

Of a sweet, sorrowful song.

Then, stillness and quiet, as

The first cleansing drop falls

Let the catharsis begin. 

The lightning flashes its first warning,

Signaling the Tempest's arrival.

She comes to cleanse me

Of my guilt and sin,

To drown my sorrows,

And wash away the soil

To make me new again

To bring me to absolution.

 

 

Author's Note

As always concrit is welcome. This one came to me one day while listening to the Beatles' "Let it Be"

Reviews

[Q'ANIL]

while reading this i found myself thinking about T.S. Elliot's "The Waste Lands", I'm not really sure why but I think it was because your piece here stands well up there with that poem. I find that when I read anything from Elliot i can almost simply become entranced by his craftmenship and the same thing happened to me here. Elliots use of words are brilliant, sending the reader through his mind and thoughts like a whirlwind...you have done that here for sure. I love the flow of your words as always...i adored the write a lot.
~Till the words speak to us once more, my friend,
CJM

[Tina Kline]

I think this is very nice. Really like it. It's very well written and has a positive message.

[Emily B]

excellently written, I absolutely agree with the other reviewers.

[Passingdaze]

Excellent little poem. Very good flow and imagery,love the way it builds. 'To bring me to absolution' is a great line. Keep up the good writing.