When it Rains

Today I awoke to the sound of rain

much to wet to work in the garden

 

Carried out simple tasks

like making coffee

 

Ambled into the studio

it felt cold today

 

Perhaps it’s the drab light

windows streaked with rain

 

Preparing a canvas

spreading a thick white coat

 

A thought came to me

life is like a pearl

 

It starts with a small grain

and grows into what we make of it

 

I wonder what my pearl looks like

does it shine cool and white

 

Or am I a dark lustrous one

with a silvery sheen

 

I watched my hands hard at work

I’ve aged yet I’m still strong

 

The rain fall caught my attention

the sound heavy as it hit the glass

 

Tiny pearls of rain

bleeding into clear rivulets

 

Obscuring my view

yet I can still hear the wind chimes 

 

Watching my hands measuring out colours

muted as the scene before me

 

Interesting how the lack of sun

changes one’s landscape

 

Now my thoughts wonder

as my hands work and colours spread

 

They range from life to death

and everything in between

 

One thought lingers

when my time comes

 

Will death feel heavy or light

is it true that one’s loved ones await

 

Or will there be nothing

but an infinity of black

 

Perhaps it’s an eternity

of white light

 

Lost in a swirl of thought

the rain stops

 

A streak of sunlight

falls across my hands

 

Thoughts shift to the now

and all that’s yet to come

  The life that I could still live, I should live and the thoughts that I could still think I should think.

~C. G. Jung, The Red Book

Author's Note

~ acrylic on canvas M.C.S.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"A thought came to me

life is like a pearl



It starts with a small grain

and grows into what we make of it



I wonder what my pearl looks like

does it shine cool and white



Or am I a dark lustrous one

with a silvery sheen"

A thought came to me that this is a nice , well written poem...I like those lines the most...:).............