Curtains Of Fog Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking out my hospital window, watching rain pour upon
earth with an energy of gravity pulling it heavily onto
everything in sight.

Mountains being covered with misty curtains of fog,
hiding them from sight for a while.

Watching tree tops straightening to reach the sky,
drinking in each and every drop falling onto their
hungry limbs and leaves.

Drops glistening in a faded sunlight, capturing every
ounce that they can, trying to keep warm in the freezing
cold temperatures.

Loving the sight of earth and everything on it that I
can see, feeling renewed and refreshed in a cleansing
bath straight from heaven.