SHIMMERING REFLECTION RAIN WATER
Temporarily replenished
and wanting to be dragged away no more
I pass from rain drop to rain drop
and continue my journey
from shimmering rain water bubble drop soul
to shimmering rain water bubble drop soul
the trees have been stripped bare
love has been shouted out and run away scared
the land barren and coiling in prelude
pretentious of a new eruption of feeling
that yet dwells within
disguised in grey days
and housed in rain drops with windows
healing self, mixing self
changed, saved
brought and cleaned to define
and romp safely with angels in Gods arms