Drought has crept back over much of Texas. Now, a burst of rain provides much-needed moisture to a parched land. The challenging, perhaps heartbreaking ebb and flow of this weather pattern was the inspiration of this Typewriter Rodeo poem.
The Flood
wash over me, i plead
standing in the safety of my 4 corners
this quiet morning
watching the down pouring
is this all love is? oscillating between
the drought and the flooding?
being without then feeling overwhelmed within
i just want a steady stream, some levity
hands to hold, secrets to keep
ive waited and waded
through evaporating seas and dry seasons
searching for wells to sustain me through the
drought… and as we finally make it out
wash over me, i plead