“You love the thunder and you love the rain. You know your hunger like you know your name.” – Jackson Browne
I should be a better man, dry and tall, holding an umbrella underneath this waterfall!
The rain it came above “Navajo Lake”, it filled my youthful eyes. It made me cry to find my way, I wept until I was dry. Before I knew what, I should be, I was older and not so wise. For still the rain came inside me, it built a graveyard to help me hide, it stifled oxygen, and it stopped belief.
The rain it came above “Navajo Lake“, it came from hell below, and it fell in sheets of shadows until its liquid filled me so. An overwhelming void of nothing, for here opposites do not grow. A changing rite of season dragging age within its tow. I heard nothing of the thunder; I guess Jackson Browne don’t know, the rain without the thunder is inward hunger that continues to grow. The water poured without and within me, a black depression calling deep too deep in the valley, where it keeps. A world in water, nobody swimming for me to see, a world in water, weightless, weight that drowns, no keys. Then a calling, my spirit disappeared in memory, the heavens met the earth, and life and death bound me. There’s more water, raining nightly inwardly. Soaking quiet, when a whisper is said complete. Silence, silence, when I can’t recognize my face I see. Silence, silence, when I can’t recognize my face I see.
Play the Hammond, in the graveyard reverie, while it is raining, from my fair youth to the muddy life that flails in grief. Inward stranger, can’t you find a better way, lift your burdens, in the soaking, constant rain. I called the storm down, how do I make it go away. All my life now, held in a constant sway, where there is reason, somebody help me pray. Inside this pale, how it does rain, I’ve seen the oceans, no islands displayed. Roaring, silence, where everything no longer stays. Roaring silence, where everything no longer stays.
The rain it came above “Navajo Lake”, it filled my youthful eyes. It made me cry to find my way, I wept until I was dry. Before I knew what, I should be, I was older and not so wise. For still the rain came inside me, it built a graveyard to help me hide, could be I am a better man, I will look outside and maybe I will see heaven.
I Am that I Am a better man, dry and tall, holding an umbrella underneath this waterfall! – 07.18.2018 – דָּנִיֵּאל
I am happy to be the first to comment on this beautiful deep piece. Your writing writing always touches me Daniel, but none more so then when you take to the darkness within you and find life. I love this. ❤ ❤ ❤ Heather
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Thank you Heather. I dearly appreciate your wonderful comments on my writing.
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Always a pleasure my sweet talented friend. ❤
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Wow this is an incredible journey. I feel as if I am reading something very special. Thank you.
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Thank you Lacey the special part is having wonderful readers. I always am humbled by that.
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That is what I have enjoyed about WP, the ability to get to know so many talented people through their blogs. Once again this was great work. 🙂
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Perhaps for me one of your best pieces yet my friend. Agonizing and relatable. I am grateful for the bit of light at the end.
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Hi Ryan, thank you the light is no doubt always with me but also I am a dull man always finding it at the end. 🤣
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As I am as well my friend, thankfully we have great company to keep along the way. 😉
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Powerful writing Daniel. The gift once again was upon you!
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Thank you so much Blaire. I am always humbled by your kind words.
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You are welcome. 🙂
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“I called the storm down, how do I make it go away. All my life now, held in a constant sway, where there is reason, somebody help me pray.” My favorite line! ❤
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Hi Raquel, you chose the most important line to be your favorite, at least in my humble opinion. The one begging for prayer. Thank you. 😃
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Daniel, I agree, without it, I would be lost many times. That is why that line resonated with me. ❤
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Great work Daniel, the journey through depression to wholeness is a fight no one understands unless they have traveled it. Your writing speaks volumes! Thank you.
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Thank you Dallas, I couldn’t agree more. I appreciate your journey as well.
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Your welcome Daniel! Carry on my friend!!! 🙂
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The journey and its effort is well spoken here in your words Daniel. Love the visual of the Hammond! 😉
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Hi Darrin, very cool that you caught the Hammond. Thank you for your kind words.
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Daniel I have been a Hammond player for years. A secret between you and I and the rest of your readership now. 🙂
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The personal touch you gave this piece was breath taking to me. I too as many others can identify with the debilitating effects or affect as the case may be of depression and its associated rain. Very well written. Thank you Daniel.
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Bless you Ginger and thank you. You will indeed survive the rain and its healing after affects. 🙏
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Dear Daniel,
Your wording is personal, at times almost too much, but that too is the genius of your thoughts as you write. At first I was saddened by the darkness that this piece presents, and then I read on to the end and your exit is wonderful. Once again I find myself amazed at your ability.
❤ Ruby
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Thank you so much dear Ruby. I appreciate your kind words. As you so astutely put the exit is wonderful. Much easier to appreciate after a time of rain. 😀
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Dear Daniel, Always my pleasure to comment, and I always look forward to each post. I agree the world is so much better after the rain. ❤ Ruby
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Indeed it is! 😉
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Daniel, “Rain” holds so much more than water as a metaphor, it appears as a personal testimony to agony and success. It was beautifully composed, and I adored the Counting Crows song you chose to go with it. Your writing amazes me. ❤
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Hi Lauren, I love that Counting Crows song as well. Thank you for your kind compliment to this piece. I truly appreciate you.
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Your welcome, I ended up downloading the song, have been listening to it continuously. 😉
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Rain, is a marvelous piece showing humanity Daniel. The darkest hour sometimes turns into days for me as well, and it is very helpful to know that there is first of all an umbrella, and always an opportunity to reach the sun again.
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Thank you my friend for sharing that with me. When we are in our weakest form, and we are honest we are at our strongest. At least I like to think so. I will happily share the umbrella with you. 😉
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Well put Daniel, thank you for the invitation under the umbrella. 😉
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This was a beautiful personal read. The imagery was strong in presenting the rain as a descriptive of your feelings. I do not believe I have ever read depression described better. A marvelous ending, and the “Rain King” song fit so well. 💛
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Thank you Summer, I am happy you liked this. It was personal for me, and I am finding out surprisingly personal for others as well. I too love the Rain King song. 🙂
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Your welcome Daniel, most of us have stood in that rain at one time or another, and sometimes without an umbrella 😉 although I think your umbrella was a metaphor for something else possibly. 😉 ❤
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Daniel my friend, this post struck very close to home for me, as so many of your post do. You described the internal thoughts and feelings I have had so many times with myself through the years. I trust your day is a bright one today my young friend. Thank you. Bill
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Hi Bill. Thank you my friend. Your words really touched me, and I am humbled by them. It sounds lie we share many things as all great friends do. Thank you for reading my work and your constant encouragement.
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I look forward to reading each piece you write Daniel. Always a pleasure for me.
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Well written Daniel, I am amazed at the personal touch you put into your words. ❤
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Thank you Deb. I am thrilled that you like my work. Wishing you a great evening my friend.
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YW, have a great weekend.
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I was touched by your words Daniel, and I pray with you, and hope these are words that have brought a fruition and healing into your life, as so many of your words have done in mine. Thank you for this!
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Thank you Lynette for your beautiful comment. I am honored to have you read my work. I am much more honored to have you pray with me. Thank you.
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Your welcome, and thank you Daniel for that wonderful reply.
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My brother, you have written of me as well, as our dear brother Bill it appears. I will happily stand in the rain with you and others until the sun appears. Thank you my friend for another wonderful piece of personal writing. Shalom, Den
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Thank you Dennis my brother. I will stand with Bill and you any day. What a trio we would make I suppose. 😉 The rain is much easier to handle with good fellowship. Shalom, Daniel
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I like this idea my brother. I know there are many more for our merry band. 🙂 Shabbat Shalom. Den
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Great writing Daniel. Very deep! 😉
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Hi Steve, thank you very much my friend. 🙂
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welcome buddy!
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Dear Daniel, As with so many of your writings I read this wonderful piece, and found many things that apply to me. The line about not recognizing your own face is the most powerful line I have read ever. Thank you. Respectfully, Abby ❤
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Hi Abby, thank you for your comment. The face line was one I almost didn’t include. I suppose I was a bit afraid of the truth that it revealed for me. I am happy you found it powerful, and it meant something to you.
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The truth to ourselves when we finally see it, is so often unrecognizable. I have found that to be the case many times in my own life. Thank you once again for your wonderful post.
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words that always feel like blanket to keep me warm, even if the storm consumes me…as my soul drowns within the rain
you have a way with words that draws one in to.see what is and what is to be
i like the song, fits within that rain with no thunder 🙂 yes i think maybe we all deserve a little more even if its a blanket to keeps us warm as we wait out the storm
Take Care Daniel…You Matter..
mary
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Thank you Mary Rose for your beautiful kind comment. I am humbled by it. The opportunity to write a spell that crafts that blanket is my constant prayer. Often I fail, and I suppose its when I am in the rain that I do. But occasionally I’m not. Thanks again dear friend.
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You’re most welcome 🙂 i love wandering through your thoughts you spin within your magick 🙂
Blessings to you my friend
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Outstanding writing Daniel, with the wonderful personal touch I have come to expect and appreciate from you. A psalm of mourning and then a psalm of joy. ❤
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Hi Qwen, thank you for your kind words. A psalm of mourning and a psalm of joy. A time to laugh and a time to weep I suppose. You got me going now. 😉
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Exactly right, the world of emotional balance reflecting our own personal realities in life. You are welcome. Shabbat shalom Daniel. ❤
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Beautiful! ❤ this Daniel…
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Thank you so much Erin, happy you liked it. 🙂
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🙂 Shabbat shalom Daniel!
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Outstanding writing Daniel, I am reading again and the thought occurs to me that you are saying we call our own storms. If so I agree. Rain is full of many, many deep parts. ❤
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Hi Gigi, I had to respond to your comment right away. Thank you for making it. To tell you the truth I rally hadn’t thought of the point you made when I was writing this piece, but I think it is a very valid one. “We call our own storms”. Its a fascinating thought. Tank you.
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I believe in a constant review of my life to try and keep those storms at bay. Unfortunately I still make a mess of opportunities at times. 😉
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You are a wonderful writer.
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Thank you for reading. I appreciate the compliment
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Wow! This is the best I’ve seen in a while. Great piece.
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Thank you very much, I appreciate your kind comment. 😀
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