Completing the Song

Lightning

Never

Strikes twice-

So they say.

Caught in the

Deluge

Do we run for cover

Or shall we

Dance

In the rain?

We laughed

at thunder,

danced

in the rain...

Drank the sweet wine of friendship & love

And when sun

shattered clouds

Rainbow's end was in sight

Rainbow's end is gold to me

Golden memories and

Golden thoughts to me and thee.

Travelling to golden sand.

Sun and stars,

The moon an opal

In my hand

Treasure untold.

Lightning flashes,

thunder roars

we dance

I made public the first part of this piece a couple of weeks ago, and went on in the post to discuss the importance of living life in the moment, of not waiting for second chances or better opportunities. But even as I chose to post it I knew it was not quite done. Truth be told I rarely think any of my work is "done", but sometimes you just have to call it, let it stand as it is & hope for the best. But I knew there was more to this piece, not just the tweaking of words & phrases, but more lines, more to the story. And isn't that true of all of us? There is always a little more to the story, a little more to be said.

I sent my few lines on to a friend who sent back a few lines of his own-His lines were the bridge I needed, a few more lines and the song swelled to a lovely coda.

Like my simple verse that needed just the right bridge, one I couldn't find on my own, so too, at times our lives require us to reach beyond ourselves and allow someone else in. We complete each others songs. No comma, no semicolon is insignificant. Any writer knows the right punctuation, the right phrase turns the whole piece. We are not all verbs, or adjectives, perhaps I am just a comma, a necessary reminder to pause, to breathe.