Drizzle
Drizzle The rain is falling gently, this pre-dawn. The earth is receiving mucho rain as it caresses Her slowly. The rivers, being already over full, requested this restful rain pace. All Life is storing up this agua for hotter times. I am learning how to walk between the droplets. I have become the wind. I am dancing to the symphony of morning bird song. Shams says, "May I have this dance?" Sign in to see full entry.