The spring rain - natures true colors (A poem)
The rain dance in spring
Walking in the rain is always a pleasure in the tropical climes. To dance among the flowers amidst the splashes of colors at springtime makes it so special. The romance and the beauty of it all has been something that I have never been able to get over. Even though it is well past spring, summer is almost over and the romantic monsoons are here.. my mind is still stuck in spring time and the beauty of it surpasses every other season.
The magic of the rain falling ever so lightly on the blooms, is indeed a refreshing sight. I hope to celebrate the magnificence of natures glorious season - the spring. The cleansing, nurturing and growth inducing rain at spring time is doubly special for me :) . I hope my words can express the wonder in my heart .. join me in a nature dance..
The spring rain - dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain,
In showers of gold,
Singing a refrain
From songs of old!
Taking in the newness of the earth,
Of beauty without dearth,
Filling every space
With awesomeness and grace!
Splashes of exuberant color,
Comparable to none other,
The magic of shapes and symmetry,
Nature’s endless variety!
Breathing in the fragrance,
Of pure mountain air,
As clouds veil your face,
In mists of gossamer lace!
Highlighted by sprays of brilliance,
Of buds and blooms,
All contained in nature’s womb!