Blind to eye, in silence falls
no brush upon the leaves,
there lie within a silent pool
as brightening sky deceives.
No polished green to give away
or kiss upon the pane,
nature plays her game this day
as softly fell the rain.
The sun was bright, there were no raindrops on the window pane or ripples in the birdbath, but when I opened the door it was raining quite heavily, but with such tiny drops, it made no impression.