Forever
Our dogs hide under the bed,
escaping thunder.
But the sun shatters
a cloud and I know
we will live forever.
Each hour is the sky,
every day, another
star. Now the trees
join the wind
in rejoicing. This
is what we make,
they say. Only this.
* * *
“Forever” made its first appearance in July 2015.
O at the Edges 
Have known days like that and loved them. This one has to go on the favorites list!
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There aren’t enough days like this!
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Exquisite craftsmanship as we all have grown to expect.
Perfect in every way.
Ronzoni
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Thank you, Obi-Ron.
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I just love this, Robert. It’s an elegant journey from the quotidian joy of a dog hiding from thunder to rejoicing.
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I live and rejoice in the commonplace! And thank you.
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From beginning to end I thoroughly enjoyed this.
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Thank you very much!
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Simply amazing.
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You are very kind.
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Live and rejoice in this nice post – short – dense – rich – and cool photos – peace
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Thank you!
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😉
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wonderful
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Thank you.
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Wow! What an evocative, beautifully written piece. Here’s to many more of such days 🙂
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Thank you, Ryan. And yes, we all need more of these days!
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Most welcome 🙂
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Numinous and quotidian at the same time–very nice!
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My world is like that. Sometimes. 🙂
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I am loving those cloud formations. Or is that too nerdy. It is, isn’t it, too nerdy. Sorry. But they are great aren’t they.
RR
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Aha! A fellow cloudnerd. Your presence is welcome here! 🙂
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With the New Mexican monsoon fresh in my mind I absolutely reveled in this poem. You’ve captured so well the immediacy and seeming vastness of living that comes together in a storm and its passing. Alas, dogs and cats are not so philosophical about it… 🙂
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I enjoy the power and beauty of storms, but not the aftermath. And the dogs – thunder and fireworks send them straight to Anxiety Land.
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Love this poem. It makes me think of the beauty of nature.
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Thank you, Karina. Nature is beautiful and fierce, I think.
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So beautiful Robert.
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Thank you, BB. Much appreciated.
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Such a hopeful, hope-filled poem. Thank you. Sally.
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Thank you, Sally. We do have those days, even amidst these crazy times.
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Excellent.
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Thank you.
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Beautiful. Loved the pics too… I’ve a bad habit of always looking up.
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Thanks very much.
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