Out for a run one cool Friday evening
After a rainy spring downpour,
Quiet moment before sunset
The neighbors home for supper.
Warm black asphalt beneath me
Along this tree-speckled street
Still soaking from a heavenly deluge
Of a refreshingly wet treat.
With my running shoes to the ground
I witnessed then a moment of bacterial epiphany,
The air permeated by moist earthy goodness
Enough to start a symphony!
May 15,2010/ Greenbelt, MD/ 12: 47 AM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
mind refreshing thematic in this poem well done Tricia