memories of past rain,
on the ground,
and in the still air.
droplets forming in filled leaves,
falling to the grass,
with a muted splat.
silent wind racing,
to cover up visible outer space,
with wispy clouds,
eager to please.
orange tinted clouds,
backdrop the empty trees,
ready for colder nights,
prepared.
listening soul,
resting on the ground,
hoping for guidance,
from an old being.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
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