Singing Spring
Singing in the rain under partially clouded skies as light blue colors
Peep from the open canopy creating energy in an ocean of ecstasy.
Right after the rain recedes, Mother Wind breezes an arresting fragrance
Inhaled with the deepest of gratitude along with the hope of deflated pollutions.
Never mind that bright sunny summers filled with microwave heat are near,
God's Spring is so pure and exhilarating, even if only of short duration.
03292019PoSoupContest, Writing Challenge 6, March 2019-6 lines, Dear Heart
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