This water from the heavens that pounds the ground
It scents the earth and chills world
When this water falls
It muddles up with loam
and grips unto the boot
Don’t dare it on foot
It sticks when the when the skin sucks
It makes the clouds of the day black
Dawn or dusk we can’t tell
But the day lopes
It clothes glass with mist
This cold thing is beautiful only while you spectate
It is memorable when you kiss while it drops
This; the expression of furry of God in the Noah’s days
Like a deer panteth for water so deserterians panteth for
it
This water that falls from the heavens, I saw with own
eyes.
No comments:
Post a Comment