Let it Rain

On to week four of Out of the Writers Closet Rise and Link.  Today is to write about rain. I love a good rain, and we are slated for one later this afternoon-evening.Natalia suggests we think about whether it is a warm summer rain or a heavy downpour, and whether or not I or perhaps a character are looking at it from inside. I am going to break out of my comfort zone and give poetry a whirl with this one. 

Rain hits my face hard,

blurring my vision to see

the wondrous new growth.

Drops roll from my cheek.

Glasses are an impairment

to see the fresh green.

Puddles fill my shoes

with the icy cold water,

but my heart is warm

April showers fall.

I walk when others will run.

I drink up the rain.

All snow has melted.

The dirty remains washed clear,

Spring has now arrived.

Let the rain fall down.

It does its April job well,

preparing for May

Rain hits my face hard.

My toes are curling from cold.

Yet, I walk and think.

Nature has rhythm.

Patterns no need to question.

Let the rain soak in.