Rain Poem #3
Tiny wet notes descending unheeded from heaven.
The subtle beginnings
To a melodious symphony of the senses.
Beat by beat they slowly seep into the dry earth.
Releasing from its hidden chambers
The fragrantly deep green aromas
Of lush verdant landscapes,
Enveloping me in thrilling rapture.
Bowie, MD/ September 6,2008/ 11: 31 A.M.