Blue Butterfly

Rain or Shine

The rain falls...
and with each passing day...
the water flows over the rock;
only in time to create a path;
and this path in time; too, becomes a stream.

On sunny days the water flows gently,
with the silence of the flow...
having little effect on the rock.

On stormy days the waters are turbulent...
and are unforgiving; cutting deep into the rock,
washing away large pieces of it.

The seasons come and go and many years have passed.
The path has become a ravine,
and through it now runs, a mighty river.

We can if you may...
view the river as life and the falling rain as the...
ongoing heartaches and disappointments we will face.
With the rock, the one upon which we stand on, representing
our love for one another.

The deeper the ravine and river,
the deeper the friendship. A friendship...
I'm proud to say, "I've come to know with you."

Rain or shine, my friend, know that I stand with you.


Blue Butterfly
Timothy E. Stevenson  May 4, 2000©


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