life's constant drizzle
every soul hears the beating
of each grain of sand
About the Creator
Daphsam
Loving Wife, Mom, Dog Mom- A Dyslexic dreamer who never thought I could read or write. But life changed, and I conquered my fears. I am an artist, photographer, wordsmith and illustrator. Looking to weave stories and poems with my artwork.
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Letter to our Queer & Trans Youth
Hey, you. I thought I’d start this letter by telling you a little about myself, just so you know who you’re dealing with. I’m an emotional dad, father to three amazing kids who we met through the foster care system, and whose presence in our lives has really transformed my sense of responsibility to the communities that surround us. The connections we’ve made with one another, with our extended families, and with the communities where we live and look for belonging have catapulted us into this whirlwind of emotional tumult which, while not easy by any stretch of the measure, has also been remarkably healing. I realize ours is really only a one-sided chosen family, since our kids didn’t get to choose to live here, but I’d like to think that they did choose to let us love them, which allowed them to grow to love us. And I think that’s where I want to go with this letter- to a place where you can find belonging and healing- even if the pathway there may be peppered with some emotional tumult.
By F Cade Swanson4 days ago in Pride
Comments (8)
Amazingly so, the sound of sand movement is very relaxing. Beautiful poem ❤️
Though there are many who would plug their ears with all their might & do what they can to drown out all but a very few beatings of those grains of sand, including their own.
This is an evocative reflection on the cyclical nature of life and the inherent beauty found in the smallest details. This is beautiful. Daphsam.
I live in a constant drizzle here in the UK so I could relate to this both literally and metaphorically.
Oooo, that was so profound! I loved it!
As sands through the hourglass so are the Days of Our Lives.
Oh wow, that was deep and so well written :)
"Life's Constant Drizzle" beautifully captures the essence of existence with its succinct yet profound imagery. The poem evokes a sense of continuity and rhythm, likening life to a gentle, constant drizzle that permeates every aspect of our being.