Today, Earth day, I think about our worlds beauty and how much we should cherish it. Many take it for granted that the earth and its gifts will always be there, but we are its caretakers and we make that happen or not. We have to be more diligent now. Today here in Oregon we have had Mother Nature displaying power a bit, as we have had rain, sunshine and wind all at once! Here is a poem I wrote after one such day.
WALK BETWEEN STORMS
Rivulets of rain carve
wrinkles
in the earth; feathered
clouds
now depleted of energy
glide listlessly overhead.
Worms, expelled from sodden
soil,
form mysterious script upon
the path,
native code talkers writing
alien communication.
Liquid diamonds quiver on a
strand
of spider silk, a bracelet adorning
the uplifted arm of a
redbud tree
swaying to a rumba beat.
Rain-pasted leaves craft
a collage of natural hues
alongside the river running
russet
with torn flesh from
mountains.
Along the worn path
miniature craters
comprise a moonscape
as wind wafts diminutive
swells
across scattered puddles.
The fragrance of moist grass
is a heady aroma,
an aide memoire of
renewal and growth.
Returning home as rain
begins again
I gaze through the cold
window,
witness the writing of
water
across it, and covet its
clarity.
Rose Lefebvre
Rain will create the most amazing scenes.The droplets make everything look better.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Rose! Thank you!
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That is beautiful, Rose. I agree that we need to take care of this world. Step by step we may still save it. For such shall I pray. Devon S.
ReplyDeleteJust read your poem and I liked it. I use to live in Washington State and it rained a lot there but there was an awesome fresh smell after it rained. Steve P.
ReplyDeleteYour poem presents such a visual picture of rain magic as it interacts with nature. Lovely. Alice
ReplyDeleteIt's a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteLowell
Just lovely!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteI love the rain and the fragrance it leaves behind.
We have a metal roof and there is beauty in the sound of it's gentle tapping noise especially as we lay in bed at night.
Have a beautiful day~~
Such a beautiful poem, Rose. The rain is a thing of wonder sometimes. I do love staying inside on a rainy, blustery day. xx Karen
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