A Rain-Day
the rain
gently misting
hissing
on the old tin roof
falling
in a soft fine shroud
like a new brides
virginal lace veil...
the mornings ambience
seemed somehow
subdued and muted
sounds muffled and frail...
¤
by midday
the sun appeared
in watercolor hues
patchy sky a denim-washed
blur of blue
and in that
brief interlude
when the rain did not intrude
I wandered out
into the day
¤
I stumbled upon
an unexpected pleasure
bursting with
unexpected treasures...
waterfalls that gurgled
and tumbled over stones
winding paths
that meandered on
past flowerbeds
and wetland ponds...
¤
I paused beneath
the spreading branches
of an unknown tree
taking shelter from
a sudden shower
sighing with breathless
reverence
for Mother natures beauty
and her power...
sharonlee
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