Thursday, April 29, 2010
Spring Rain
Spring Rain
The world is glad today
lush, damp and drenched
Drops hug the leaves,
anoint the still budded lilac blossoms
before their blooming rich purple and plum
made richer by their wet skin
New leaves under the weight beads heavy,
hanging bowing the white pine needles
undersides exposed to drink
drink in the morning
hushed in the rain
temperature near the dewpoint
sprouts of just planted flowers
eager from the parched soil
new puddles bloom too on the ground,
the driveway collect and gather
without the smell of summer rain
yet tears splash and spread silent shimmers
heralds, messengers
in the spring rain…
Prateep Basu
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