Contemplations on the Rain

Amphibian chorus pays tribute

To the sound of thunderous applause

Droplets dance on a lake once quiet 

Soft then heavy

Heavy then soft

Brush strokes of light illuminate the grey canvas above

Revealing purple, blues, and greens

Old faded dirty made clean slick and new

The timpani crescendos

And trees dance a waltz

The sky sends an orchestra

And its silent clamour lulls me to sleep