Random Thoughts
RANDOM THOUGHTS...
The skies are pregnant with unborn rains,
Winds are blowing, carrying with them,
The hints of an evening
That is cool and cozy and wet.
Falling....falling....little drops of water,
Jumping and crashing and hopping
Off and about.
After what felt like eons,
Finally, the skies open,
Millions of silver droplets,
Begin to dance on everything in sight.
They dance on vehicles on the street,
on the dusty and hot asphalt,
They manage to wash off
all the grime off the walls,roads and buildings.
Leaves begin to shine as if dusted with silver,
Walls glisten, as if painted with glitter .....
Everywhere the eye can see,
There is the mark of little dancing drops,
On the walkway outside my window,
They dance an exhilarating dreamy waltz,
Dancing circles,
Mingling and flowing together,
To the vast ocean to join in glee,
To make frothy waves,
That kiss the golden sands
That lay open to the skies, all day long....
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