Swimming In The Rain

I'm glad no one is with me

Swimming In The Rain

I swim in the rain, alone
in the gray place
where lake and sky meet.
Thousands of bright drops
drum the waves, and disappear,
leaving radiant silver bubbles,
which burst
as more drops take their place.
I'm glad no one is with me,
surrounded by the numberless lamps
of this liquid city I have never seen before,
whose residents turn on, turn off,
their beckoning lights -
signaling the stars.
Freya Manfred

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Poem ©2008 Freda Manfred, all rights reserved. Used by permission of the author and publisher Red Dragonfly Press. Film ©2009 Motionpoems, Inc., all rights reserved.