Rain Garden
Standing brown barefoot
In the summer springlike rain
Feeling the coolness slide down my skin
Like a bird bath for my soul
Refreshing me inside and out
Each raindrop anoints
My every joint with hazel hope
Amber buttery thoughts melt
And I plant my seeds
All those cares will be
Carried away to life
The garden I plant
In the rain will thrive
The muddy hill will
bear my fruit and
The honeysuckle wind
Will carry my truth
Essence of my being
That I will love
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2024
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