Rippled reflections on a walk in the rain,
A solitary, floating, wandering cloud
Chasing shadows.
Drop kissed lashes
washed afresh,
A view new
Green, serene,
Petrichor wings lift the mind
Adrift
A soaring kite
A toy
An embodiment of joy.
Beauty expressed as truth,
Splashing wonder of a benign awakening
The gurgling brook
Within the whisper of the kite- string bond,
Quietude in togetherness found
Turning tempest into calm.
Then,
A mosaic of delight, the night
Waltzing under a silver light
Footsteps slide, alongside
In a silent glide.
And
The embrace of freedom in a thousand showers of tinkling wind-chime peals
An illumination of being,
The voyage of life
In one salutation of a trembling leaf in the rain.
Rippled reflections on a walk in the rain…
Jay, this poem is sublime! You know I read it three times before I realized you rhymed. I am NOT a fan of rhyming, but your pattern was so seamless and rhythmic, it flowed. I love it. I posted the poem on all my social media accounts and even saved it to Pinterest.
Thank you for your comment, Maria.
Thank you so very much, Maria