Rain

golden dusts settle
on puddles
rain falls
curtains of liquid beads
incessantly falling

blessings from heaven
anointing the parched soil
willing the seeds
of dead grass to hope

Ginger Rogers
dancing in the rain
wet veils
for fears and tears

the rain on the ground travels
from bubbling brooks to river
sea and ocean
particles joined...
and back to the skies.


*this poem was entered in a competition. thank you for reading*