the scent of dawn
and freshly fallen rain
passing through on its way
to far-off places
leaving sparkling bits of fractured light
and splashed up drops
of holy water
to reflect a laundered sky
gone back to blue
.
.
.
and freshly fallen rain
passing through on its way
to far-off places
leaving sparkling bits of fractured light
and splashed up drops
of holy water
to reflect a laundered sky
gone back to blue
.
.
.
June 11th, 2015 at 10:45 am
I like knowing that the rain I had was also the rain that came to your house.
June 13th, 2015 at 9:00 pm
THank goodness for the break the rain gives. It was 96 when the rains finally broke and it dropped 20 degrees. It was amazing. And then the mist was rising on the rode before us.