Raindrops
Gentle
cooling drops
Rolling
from benevolent clouds.
The
sky a cosy blanket under which to cuddle.
Blooms
exhausted from heat open their hearts
Their
thirst quenched with soft moisture.
Leaves
sending small brooklets down to their brothers and sisters.
Hot
pavings extinguish their furnacesses.
Small
wavelets on the lake reach up to welcome family.
A
sparrow revels in the cooling shower.
The
woman on the bench mingles her tears with the soft raindrops.
They
dilute the salt, the sorrow.
They
have a healing touch.
Elisabeth
Puruto ©2014
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