Midnight starts out ruminating
In mournful reflecting
Rain splashing
To the ground poured
Watching clouds soar
Beyond vibrant eons of holy light
Until long after the dark night
The rain chit-chatting
Into the cold fresh morning
As rivers start singing
To the sound of
The wet earth showering
© daniel miltz
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I would like to translate this poem
Raining from the night till early morning. Thanks for sharing. Thanks for sharing. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH. Kingsley Egbukole