Oh, as the drops fall and the wind stirs them
My mind wanders enveloping the errant drops
Filling the spaces between the thoughts
Clearly defined yet opaque in situ
I sit as though rooted foundering in excess
Tipping my head, I ease the burden
Thoughts as drops drip heedlessly downward
Soaking in the once dry earth, filling the space between the pebbles
Mud, glorious mud, my thoughts mixed in
Creating, languishing, feeling joy
Cleansing rain my thoughts are free again!
No comments:
Post a Comment