"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Thursday, April 13, 2017

Spring Rain

Beginning again...again,

shoots pushing up from
dark soil on delicate stems,
spreading solar panel leaves,
opening their designer faces.
New leaves unfurl on every tree,
and Lilacs breath a welcome.
The winds build, bluster and batter.
Waiting, we endure, knowing what
comes after, yearning for the magic.

At last, distant thunder teases,
the air cools and petrichor rises
like a blessing from the earth;
rain, soft as mother's touch, sings
us awake, as from a dream.

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