Tuesday, 27 May 2025

I Hear Raindrops

I hear the rain falling, falling fast, precise, the pavements land
One drop, Two joins, Three, Four and Five, many, many more
No longer a droplet, a small puddle forming, forever growing
The rain not stopping, continuing, a small river now flowing

The pavements Grey, welcoming the river, directing it downhill 
The openings taking in the waters flowing past, flood preventing
The droplets slowing, no longer constant, occasional, the river subsiding
The puddles left behind, the sun rays creating, each now their own abundance

Colours, colours of many, some stripes, some arched, some a canvas
Very beautiful, resemblance of oily watercolours, a piece of Art, creation
How utterly delightful, what a blessing, raindrops, serving many purposes 
Supporting our lands, a blessing to our Rainforests, a Gift to our visions

Love, light and healing energies too you all 
Tm

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