A Rainy Day

by m. e. roach

 

rain

not just tapping

not just pattering on the rooftop

rushing

flowing

pounding

a wave of passion

face upturned

towards the beauty of gray

i stand in the rain

hear the music rush in my head

i spin

sway

circle

mesmerized by the beauty

rain on a vast garden

turning pretty flowers

into

creations of beautiful majesty

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