The sound of rain on window panes
constant, soothing, drip-drop-drips
sends a calm into my brain
as flowers drink, petals like lips
and in time, the water brings
life to the Earth around my home
I fall asleep, but nature sings
a song that is my own
and in my dreams a garden bursts
boldly into bloom
colors vibrantly dispersed
across my living room
I traverse through the leaves and trees,
drink honey from the comb
I feel the grass and hear the bees
on journeys of their own
but as I wake to see the storm
has now come to an end
I pray that soon more rain will come
it’s peace, in me, will mend
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Comments (2)
Oh wow, this was absolutely wonderful! Loved your poem!
Gorgeous work. Strong word choices, images, and rhythm. Your poetry is a delight.