Just before the skies open up,
I inhale the fresh earthy scent of renewal.
Then a languid rain settles across the field.

At forest's edge
Droplets sift through leaves—
A gradual harmony with distant birdsong.

Morningtime succumbs to lethargy;
Slipping back to forgotten reverie,
Eyelids heavy with pastel daydreams.

Noon will bring about
The glistening baubles of sunlight
Perched on pretty wildflowers.