I Want It To Rain

I want it to rain
Not that constant
Steady, never ending
Falling from the sky
Cleansing rain

But thunder
And lightning
A torrential down pour
One that destroys everything
In its merciless path

I want to be
Wiped clean,

Every weak
and so very badly
constructed foundation
every shaky structure
I’ve built to lie in a heap
of useless rubble

I want my once was
To be not any more
I want to be something else
I want to be not this

Will you destroy me
Until I am nothing?

And then help me
Rebuild something of value?
Something of permanence?
Something worth loving?
Something worth cherishing?
Something worth nourishing?
Something worth keeping?

I want it to rain.


A Time of Change

Church Doorway, Shoreham-by-Sea (c) Robin Dalton

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another. ~ Anatole France

Change is the constant, the signal for rebirth, the egg of the phoenix. ~ Christina Baldwin, in One to One (1977)

Poppy in a Churchyard ~ (c) Robin Dalton