The rain pounds down outside, and I go outside to run and play. |
A scent – a scene from yestersecond’s fingers falls a drizzle Down the Earth’s forehead to its nose Dribbles down to my core fills me to overflowing with memories of that scent of long gone and back again rain. What a love it excites What a love and friendship trust relaxation and calm Drip drip drop May showers fall Slow and steady The grey sheet blankets Earth its forehead, its nose Drops its very fiber while I run and jump full of childish glee My rhythm is my own It follows the rain’s whim random beat. Heart pounds through sopping fabric fiber to fiber heart to heart Damp fills all my senses and soul takes over my nose as I breathe it’s all my fingers and toes can know it beckons and bids listen the scene fills up my world I can taste it And it melts. My spirit is full of it this radiant dampness cheer, beauty, love. Each tiny ocean splatters across skin and hair Each little life shatters over stone without care Yet this shattering destroys naught It’s like a hearty “Go in Peace” for all to disperse spreading goodness spreading dampness What love it brings and spreads through its own suicide Grass turns into a water slide like rocks under water burnishing it smooth and swift Rocks surrounding a corner garden just the dirt and a few shrubs Drip drip drop April’s got nothing on May |