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Even Thunder can't budge her.
How is that possible? Thunder always budges her.
No, she's unbudgeable.
What about the Lightning she asked for and was so generously bequeathed?
She liked it.
You mean to say it didn't change her life like she expected it to?
Well, she expected it to, but she didn't really want it to.
Her reasoning please?
She wasn't ready.
And why, pray tell, wasn't she ready?
She said she lost something and wasn't willing to die before she found it.
Does Thunder & Lightning make her die?
Usually.
And that's why she loves it so much?
Agreed.
Except in this one instance when she wouldn't let it...?
Exactly.
Because she lost something?
She called it "Purpose" but refused to offer a description.
So, she didn't reeaally want to find it again.
Well, she didn't want help finding it again.
Maybe her "Purpose" got struck by lightning while she was standing in the rain trying not to die?
That seems sensible. Should we tell her?
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FOR THE SAKE OF CLARITY: "Dying" in the thunder & lightning is meant metaphorically as a part of self that must dissolve/change in order for the new to enter. (As much as I enjoy 'walking the edge' I would never wish to actually physically die in a thunderstorm, until I'm 93 that is - then indeed I WOULD like to physically die in a thunderstorm. WOW! That would be a blast!! :)
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ReplyDeleteThis one hurts me true. What is the purpose of my life? I cannot blame a thunderstorm for taking it.
ReplyDeleteI feel like there are times we know and then sometimes when we have to let go ~ I found myself holding too tightly to one version of my direction and not being able to move forward at all. I get the sneaking suspicion that letting the one idea of 'how I think it's supposed to be' dissolve, will help me see another version I've been overlooking for quite some time.
DeleteBeautiful imagery. Shakespeare also used the term "die" to reflect self changing so that the new could enter (he often related it to sex, neatly enough.)
ReplyDeleteI think most poems contain metaphors, I would never worry that this poem is a death wish for you! :) You have too much life and passion for that.
rain
ReplyDeletei want to know what rain is
who shot it down
what flowers call it
what the bodies of the dead hear in their chambers
are there voices between the drops
does it remember before the cloud
is it a girl
what color is it
does it want the stream
does it ache to flow to weep across the earth
where is its ladder
is it easy to make a rainbow
is it ecstasy to become snow
does it love
does it want me to turn my face upward
should I kiss it
shall I drink
oh tell me what the rain is