Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Spring rain on my face,
lips and soul thirsty for for adventure.
Spring rain calling from deep inside,
watering places that have been ignored...abandoned.
Spring rain, reminding...
yearning, passion to be found
Reminding soul, of who she is.
Spring rain calls her out to play.
Calls her to explore the forgotten and discover the new.
Spring rain dancing, skipping...
Spring rain sweeps the drought and eases her out.