Necessary Separation

Between the streams of patterned drops,
the world remained just as it was
beneath the beams of breaking light
met weeks ago in brighter times

--the difference being,
on this night,

she could observe the storms defined
apart from what once seemed to be:

that necessary separation

detaching vision
from emotion,

a dawn of objectivity

when weather and perceptions fade
and suddenly
the mind might see
such rain suggests no sadness, pain,
nor anything so sad or vain;

it's just a mixture of conditions,



precipitation of the hour.

At last, she knew
she had that power.

Necessary Separation © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: January 1, 2022