Cycles Poem by William Lindenmuth

Soft rain falling on a drought filled brow
Earth rejoices here and now
Nourished by the slow downpour
Rising up on each lake shore
Flowers glisten in subdued light
Branches reaching
For day and night
Cascade sheets from each rain cloud
Grass blades sharpen well endowed
Gentle light now parts the sky
Capturing every watching eye
Patches sweet of baby blue
Rain clouds dance away from you
The day continues bathed in light
Water beads they now take flight
Feel the dampness of the air
Humid memories we all share