written by: Vickie Mryczko
One unnoticed drop falls for each of us.
Silent tears escape.
Taken for granted and used.
Cravings of acknowledgement build until a stream, a flood, pools from her skin.
Settling in deep crevasses; overflowing its banks.
Look at her. Embrace her gifts.
Until that time her fury will surround your very being.
An obnoxious, beautiful display; tormenting and enveloping your every thought.
Her emotional storm cries for us.
See and feel her cleansing ways.
Give her your attention; for she will not relent until you not only feel her on your skin, but taste her in your soul.