Natures Moonshine
A soft rain, needle point sharp, cold
yet refreshingly welcome
gentle tremors teased the flowers
droplets trickling down parched petals
washing away the footprints of the bees.
Leaves collect coolness on tree’s perimeter
a bucket brigade delivering water
to the heated core of baked roots
fueling their desire to reach deeper
in pursuit of a diminishing need.
Birds, frolicking in shallow wading pools
rinsing the protective dust coat clean
preening themselves in dappled reflections
singing – in the rain
dancing beneath a flickering streetlight.
Blades of grass – applauding in the gentle breeze
guide the chilling rivulets toward their roots
exhale a sigh of sweet relief
invite the worms to cool themselves
beneath a dripping August moon.
John G. Lawless
7/30/2015