Rain In the Wild
Birds scatter in the air
as they head back to their nests
Rivers begin to create
beautiful circular waves
The smell of rain
fills the air once more,
as droplets of rain come
down to embrace the ground
The jungle is alive again
in the endless rhythm created
by raindrops and the earth
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2014
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