Rain

Odyssey
Is pouring….
Metabolism
Of the sky
Trembling….
Sky
Crowded
In mazy haze…..
Your music
Is a still life
Rendition
Of a cantata ….
Tuning now
Is a bard
With
The passion
Of your art.

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Epiphany

Rain spoke in celestial music….poetry poured over the earth….the skies remained gloomy….a puddle of water lay on the ground like a sleeping baby….shrieking winds battered trees and lampposts…..the rain invited me as a frozen visitor….mutiny lay on the ground like a fearsome shadow….nature is a shadow of embracing the rain…..pour, pour now….a revolution of cats and dogs……

Epiphany

The sky bathed the earth—water was onomatopoeiaing: slis slis slis slis slis—the sky roared in angry bellows—lightening streaked across the sky as a woman’s lingerie. Watching nature’s festival a joy engulfed me.