Rain Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Beautiful and poetic it sustains the environment with nourishment that the earth calls for.
Powerful and swift the currents are flowing downhill in waves of forceful directions.
Without warning it takes your calisthenics and turns them into feeble obeisance for its control.
Sojourning the winds with its crystal freefall the trees abandon the fertile ground with tears.
Serving the atmosphere with kindness, nature allows the sound of windstorms to articulate its movements.
Descending with thoughts of tranquility, the meadows are met with fresh sounds of blooming flowers.
The doves of the air are singing each note with harmonic waters of serenity as the whirlpools dances.
With each vibrate sound the dew of the morning is craving the silhouette of each drop.
The rain has portrayed the day with splendor; the rain has decorated the night with love; the rain has glorified the seasons with portraits of philanthropy.

Written by Theodore Mosley
January 20,2017