all you need is to touch the water to make a wave
see a reflection or start a ripple
trouble the river into a waterfall
as the lakes welcome the rainfall
pitter patter raindrops held captive in clouds of gray
drizzle, drizzle raindrops running from clouds
buckets of life pouring on the ground
hiding all of the sunshine with a rainbow for a crown
mist and fog soak umbrella's held amiss
while the thunder shakes the bones
and lightening opens the eyes
cool to cold temperments hang above our heads
as the noise of the rainstorm shakes the peace of our beds
foggy morning laziness hold us enslaved to nature
refreshing moisture wash the face of our world
as the melody of pitter patter dance in our heads
familiar comforts sometime rage in a storm
for the wind assails humanity in torrid thunder bolts
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a beautiful description! A nice poem.