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First Shower of Rain

Warmth grows from the dense cold mist Call of nightjars disguise the isolation Majesty of the sun obscured by overcast dawn Radiance of the bonfire dwindles and dies Rampant raindrops fall freely on my forehead Papilio emerge from the rain as the first rain falls Droplets on the butterfly’s wings reflect turquoise hue A snail takes refuge under a fresh fallen leave It crawls on my diary leaving a trail of the first rainfall

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Ovidiu Bocsa

Date: 7/27/2016 7:59:00 AM

The Fancy Fairy runs barefooted through the dew drops watering the sleep of nature awaken by the subtle voice of your verses:raindrops fall freely on my forehead... I am the Senator of the snail in a hurry to catch the next shower of rain on the living lived path of the colored leaves floating on the golden river and time.