Courage
singing thoughts caress
the churning clouds
overhead
the toe-dancing rain plays
an untimely beat
on my face
listening
to the silence landing
on my hand
feeling afraid, although peaceful
as scarred feet reach
for a new unpainted step
doubts drop
to the ground
splashing with freedom
offering puddles
of hope and courage
By
soft`rain
March 1997
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