What more pretty can there be
Than rainfall
On gentle trees
On a monless
Starless night
A swirling leaf
Rides on the breeze
Drops of life
Recycled tears
Shed in joy
And sobbed in fears
Falls upon a thousand leaves
Glistening grace
That seamstress weaves
They branch out
With open arms
Welcome in
The cool wet balm
Let it wash
The sunwarmed place
This something good
This something sacred
Try to capture
That first sight
With your words
Of painters plight
Brings all poets
To their knees
When rain falls
On gentle trees
A fascinating poem carrying elegant expression! Enjoyed reading the fabulous piece! ! Go on singing this way amusing the whole poetic world dear friend..stay always blessed! !
Thankyou Dr Swain..what a lovely comment! You were my first favourite poet added to my list so this means so much. Thankyou.
Oh how we love recycled Tears - Precipitation; as the rain falls from the painters plight. I love the poem, thank you. Tommy.
What more pretty can there be Than rainfall On gentle trees A powerful opening of a lovely poem.
It's a wonderful piece of poetry! It gives me immense pleasure reading this beautiful poem time and again! Excellent style of penning! Keep it up!
A swirling leaf Rides on the breeze Drops of life Recycled tears Shed in joy And sobbed in fears Falls upon a thousand leaves- - - - -Rain is that poetic inspiration which overwhelm us in awe and wonder.An amazing write, thanks for sharing.
Thank you for such a generous comment Bharati (I love the meaning of your name) . Indeed rain is so so sacred, in ways we cannot imagine.
If I get you on this one, Loza, it reminds me of two of my poems—Winter Tree at Sunset and When Rain Means Tears. -Glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You did a very good job with this. Lovely poem!
Thankyou Practicing Poetes. I wrote this poem 17 years ago one lovely night and I love that is is got its place finally.