THE COMING OF SPRING

....Giving us pleasant thoughts as we await the arrival of spring.....

MOUNTAIN RAIN

A mountain rain
Leaves the crisp air
Feeling fresh and pure.

Leaves on the trees above me

Are covered with sparkling dewdrops.

Moist flower petals

Match the colors of the rainbow,

Cast in the eastern sky.

Walking barefoot,

I glide across the grassy meadow,

Each blade of grass

Holding a glistening sheen.

The birds chirp melodies,

before the last drop of rain falls.

Chipmunks join in on the song,

Creating a glorious outdoor symphony.

Taking a seat

On a smooth gray rock,

I pull out my thermos of tea,

Sipping a cup,

As I see, touch and hear

God's beauty.

~Marie T. Morrison~

~Marie T. Morrison~