Inspirational Rain Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom

Life without you had stripped my words from me
and my thoughts were ripped right out of me.
My inspiration had been aborted
and my verses and sounds have been silenced

and out of my memory words have been erased,
picked out piece by piece
and I was left barren.

Paper became worthless and without any inspiration.
Without winged thoughts I was imprisoned
and became blunt without emotion to carry my thoughts
and without meaning my intended poems
became literary miscarriages
and I felt childless
while life just carried on
and work and time ate up all of my energy.

I was caught up in a time lapse of unfruitfulness
and had been unable to deal with my voiceless existence
and sorrow became a part of me

but still a flicker of hope did remain
as in my dreams I remained a poet
without a pen and paper
and at that place
I was still able to break through
when an awakening and inspiration did come
and when you did return to stay
my poems came back
like the rain in spring.