4/18/15

The silk-soft dewdrops crash so quickly against the calloused ground,

The scent of fresh earth fills my nose.

The birds take cover all around,

I see the blooming of a rose.

Calmness fills the silence,

I watch the soft flowers be rinsed.

The water glides smooth off my rooftop,

Pitter-patters make a rain drop.

Thunder booms, lightning crackles.

This weather's limits have no shackles.

And here is beautiful, beautiful rain,

I find calmness in the storm again.

 -K.A.M.R