Tap Tap, Tap Tap,
A grand performance of tippy toe tap dance
The sound of rain falling on roof top,
The echos in the wood,
Lullaby of a thousand rain drops
A chorus of water.
As I stand in the rain
I don’t care if my clothes is wet
The gentle touch of water drops feels like soft silk,
Taking a deep breath
Inhale,
I love the smell of wet dust and dirt
I close my eyes and all i can see is
The wet dust drops with water drops
It sank heavily to the ground
Like stone in a clear pond.
The cold chill drops
It feel so peaceful
So soft like a mother’s soft kisses on her child
It feels like I am refreshed,
it is like I am once again a child
All my anxieties is gone
Sank into the ground along with the dust and dirt.
I want to stand in the rain forever,
But it never stays long,
“Until next time” the sky sing songed
And the mischievous water babies
They danced in response.
The gentle touch of water drops feels like soft silk,
ReplyDeleteTaking a deep breath
Inhale. I really love your simile of rain and soft silk.