the drops of the rain
fall steadily down;
the grey clouds
the muted breeze
the scents
of a sodden earth.
the water soaks
into the ground’s
own marrow.
the world is slowly
being dissolved
by a cleansing sky.
fall steadily down;
the grey clouds
the muted breeze
the scents
of a sodden earth.
the water soaks
into the ground’s
own marrow.
the world is slowly
being dissolved
by a cleansing sky.