I just adore the gentle rain,
That washes away all earthly stains,
And sends then swirling down the drain.
I just adore the rising sun,
That sends the night off on the run,
Each morning a new day begun.
I just adore the brother winds,
That blow through trees and branches bend,
And puffy clouds all over send.
I just adore the warm moist earth,
That is the mother of all birth,
mother of sorrow, mother of mirth.
6/22/12 Alton Texas
This is a sincerely uplifting write. A beauty in its simplicity and a joy to read
wonderful poem on the climatic moment of life. Just feeling the same! an interesting poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
one of the best prayers i've ever heard!