can you feel rain on the lake
from afar?
i can.
every drop,
each plip drip
on the surface
a joyful kiss
a shiver
so fluid
tiny tributaries
form and form again
if water always seeks the
least resistant path
i am here
unprotesting,
welcoming,
rain,
i know how you feel.
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Lovely image of rain – both poetical and photographic.
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Thank you! I love sitting on the deck and watching the rain on the lake.
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This deck is a blessing!
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It’s a wonderful place to start and end the day.
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I would love to sneak there any possible moment 🙂
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My cats think it’s their special place. Now instead of asking for a morning treat they immediately request that I open the back door.
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Spirit over matter. 🙂
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the poem is all fluid … welcoming rain!
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Thank you! I was trying to evoke that fluidity. Glad someone got it. 😉
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you evoked it marvellously!
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That’s the nicest compliment ever! Thanks!
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