Wearied by warm sun and perfect days
Soft rainfall today refreshes me
I think the birds are happy, too
Singing mid morning in the dripping trees
It’s like a crystal goblet’s ding
Reminding of glass blower’s artistry
Wisdom of Creation knows us well
To drink it in requires yin and yang
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I like the polarity, it’s sort of harmonious… that second stanza is quite superb đŸ™‚
Many thanks.
Yes. Love the crystal comparison and agree on the yin and yang. Recently soaked in the softness and relief of a “crystal” day sparkling outside the window also. Lovely description.
Your crystal day sounds delightful. Thanks for your comment.
beautiful!
I appreciate your comment, Lynn.
most welcome
I love this Ina – we’ve had the opposite, rain and few perfect days, but I love the way you focus on the birds and their delight at the rainfall and the ‘dripping trees’.
Good to hear about your summer. Thanks for your comment. I do love the birds. There a pair of cardinals I hear daily but can’t always spot high in the tree branches.