After The Rain

After The Rain

The silence is only an illusion.

It’s just that we do not always hear

What is actually still there.

The echoes of the rain,

Stored in memory,

Play over again as the dripping remnants

Give a rhythmic tapping serenade.

The chaotic winds rise and fall as they cause

The rustling of leaves not yet fallen. 

Outside my window,

The swishing hiss of passing cars,

Interrupts the silence briefly,

As they pass through the overflow,

Sliding along the rain-drenched streets.

The air is fresh and cool.

I breathe deeply and deliberately.

Sometimes the wind will gust just enough,

To move the air around my skin. 

I always pause at that moment, if I can—

Embracing the opportunity to become

Completely present in that moment.

The pleasure is exponential when

The gift of a breeze is met

With gratitude and appreciation. 

So it is with us.

We see our lives through a prism at times.

Everything looks distorted and chaotic

Through such a lens.

Particular aspects of our lives

Can also become clearer

In the swirling swishing of time.

But we have to keep our chins above water.

Relentlessly swimming through your life

Can only go on for so long,

Before we begin to question our methods.

 

We dread the rain when it comes without mercy;

Today the rains fell with a vengeance. 

The deluge knocked the plants off the porch rail.

Even as I endured the worst of the storm;

I knew it could not last—this downpour.

But all the while, I feared it would outlast me.

I prayed that it would soon subside.

Life changes and is modified, moment to moment—

After several hours of relentless deluge,

The winds subsided and the rain lessened. 

After the rain, what feels like silence reigns,

The forecast for tomorrow is

That it will be a lovely day; sunny and mild. 

That’s what they always say.

© September 2021 by JJHIII

Hope you enjoyed reading my most recent poem. I’ve been working on a video series of short snips of different subjects to try out the visual arts capabilities of my computers and other devices. I am putting together a preliminary sneak preview of the most recent video-series-in-progress.

I know that trying to control every aspect of the presentation is a fool’s errand, but for the first few videos in the series, I wanted to keep it simple and figure out how to integrate any future skill with this in mind. I enjoyed the process immensely, and there are a few hilarious outtakes that will probably survive should that ever become something of interest.

For now, I am focused on reading, research, writing, conjuring, getting through things. There is so much good in the world, and not everything is about mainstream media either. Some of the best reading anywhere happens frequently here at WordPress.com. Hang on out there!

Kindest regards…John H.

After A Tree Falls…Nature Responds

Just after the tree company demolished the front yard tree, I somberly examined the remaining stump and photographed it for posterity, sadly contemplating the loss as a necessary but unfortunate development.

I even stood upon the stump in a defiant expression of frustration at the total destruction of a long term relationship with a lovely arboreal companion.

The link above tells a little more about what followed this summer, and my astonishment about the power of nature to renew itself, but this next series of photos really adds a fitting follow-up to the disappointment I felt last September when the tree was cut down.

This is the same stump this morning as I took a walk around to the front yard. It is hard to believe that it has simply refused to be extinguished!

This growth is now fuller and amazingly taller than me! It’s getting to the point where I may end up having to trim it down again. It is oddly reassuring to me that the tree seems not to want to “give up the ghost,” and has somehow defiantly asserted itself so that I can’t now stand again on the stump, unless I figure out some way to make my way through the foliage that has erupted all around it.

In an interesting side note, I recently attended the wedding ceremony of a family friend and was pleasantly surprised that the location for the reception included a large meadow out in back of the venue, and when I stepped out into it during a break in the action, I discovered this wonderfully robustly healthy tree cousin of substantial proportions.

In a very comforting way, standing next to this behemoth of the same variety as the one removed from my front yard gave me a sense of calm and admiration for what is possible in Nature when given sufficient opportunity to grow.

I’m actually hoping to see some sort of autumnal transition to occur in the regenerated tree stump out front, and will post something either way when enough time has passed.