In the aftermath of
A spring rain
The world seems so
Dreary. But if you listen closely
You can hear the sounds
Of an awakening life.
Yes the ground is wet
And the clouds are still gray
Nevertheless, the grass I bet
Smells better than
The previous day.
The birds slowly
Start singing, the earth’s heart
Slowly starts beating,
And with it comes the
Promise of another
Perfect day.