Poem

All morning I have waited
         for words to come
for a little poetry
         to warm my heart
all morning I have sat
         looking out
at the grey autumn rain
         falling so slowly
but with such
         merciless persistence

I thought of you
         and the rising river
fed by this rain
         I thought of how love
is a mitigation
         in all circumstances

: and now
         as the day advances
I notice that light
         has lifted the grey sky
even though the rain
         has not abated
the light has raised
         the leaden canopy
and allowed the day
         to smile for a while

John Lyons