Rain
Plays
At
Washing away
The dirt of life
One drop
At a time
Then
Builds
In to
Torrents

That
Stream
While
Being
Pushed
Down and sideways
By
Gusty
Directionless winds
Forcing
The wetness
To reach
Unseen places
Rarely touched
With
The purity
Of
Liquid
Freshness
–
Imagine a stream of rushing,muddy rainwater never touching the purity of liquid freshness! The liquid freshness is that which is still airborne!
I think the “liquid freshness is that which is still airborne” depends greatly on where you live, especially now with air quality warnings and smog alerts now that the weather is warmer.
Fresh, just like the rain you depicted.
Thanks!
Very nice poem to go with the photos! I think you’re choice of format is very appropriate! Well done.
Thank you Clover!
I appreciate the supportive feedback 🙂