Healing Tears From Above

Healing Tears From Above

A Poem by Mike Mounts

A poem reflecting the feeling I get from falling rain, and the sound it makes, as it calms me and heals my soul.

My soul awakes from its afflicted slumber;
Churning and convulsing my mind has not found rest.
I am continually haunted by echoes of days of limitless number.

As my eyes struggle to focus between the dream world,
And the world watching and waiting to rupture my resolve;
My chest inflates with calming air as I advance on troubles hurled.

The tat-tat-tat of fallen tears rap against the window;
They call me like a siren luring me to her rocky shores.
I follow the alluring sound, calming, like the cooing of a mourning dove.

As my eyes begin to drink of the sight of the falling tears;
My mind leads me toward thousands of breaking crystal drops.
My skin convinces me the rinsing drops will calm my fears.

I walk and stand beneath the falling, healing shower,
As my face cries out in relief from the caressing streams;
My mind begins to calm, as I am thankful for natures regenerative power.

© 2012 Mike Mounts

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My mind leads me toward thousands
of breaking crystal drops...
Nice write.

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Added on September 26, 2012
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Mike Mounts
Mike Mounts

Greensburg, PA

Mike Mounts was born in the little town of Washington Pennsylvania, on June 30, 1973 where he lived on a farm for the first five years of his life. Then he was able to move to the city of Washington,.. more..