The fresh rain is new love
The sights,
The sounds,
The experience.
And even thunder has its place,
At first frightening,
It shines its own beauty
As the passion of love, beckoning for more rain.
And the day after, in the soggy aftermath
Is lasting love.
A catalyst for life
Through its nourishing waters.
Rain is life, just as love is.
Always present.
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 10:21 PM UTC
The fresh rain is new love
The sights,
The sounds,
The experience.
And even thunder has its place,
At first frightening,
It shines its own beauty
As the passion of love, beckoning for more rain.
And the day after, in the soggy aftermath
Is lasting love.
A catalyst for life
Through its nourishing waters.
Rain is life, just as love is.
Always present.