After Poem by Jim Yerman

It rained outside our window last night…
but once the rain had moved away,
a new and fascinating world awaited
with the breaking of the day.

There was a sweet aroma in the air..and I was totally aware
of the birds, the flowers and the trees…
of energy everywhere…

If I told you ‘after' was a beautiful word…I have no doubt…you'd doubt it!
But if you stop and think a moment…where would we be without it?

When pain and suffering find us…when we're feeling truly vexed…
what gives our life new meaning…is…what happens next.

‘After' rekindles the hope we had as little girls and boys…
After pain there is recovery…after sorrow…there is joy.

After heartache we find love…we never know where…or when
After sadness, in spite of ourselves, …we learn to laugh again.

It is never easy…and it may take quite a while
But after sorrow fills us with darkness…we do regain our smile.

Yes, when we are fighting sorrow…when life is filled with pain…
sometimes it helps to take a walk…
in the morning…
after rain.