Rain cleanses the earth, cleanses leaves
Trees towering over grasses, both
Dance gleefully, sight so merry
Distracts me, makes me
Want to be a child
Again, dance
In the rain
So fresh
Face
Wet with
Cool water
Greenery smells
Sweetly, unmindful
Bowing with the weight
Yet my heart aches with the
Burden, drowning with the needling
Pain of being apart in August, seeking
Solace in the deluge, my heart's only refuge
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poetry enjoyed.
Thank you, Dustin. Your appreciation makes me want to write more.