Monday, 4 June 2012

Sunshine After The Rain






Morning sunlight smiles upon the land.
Green fields 
sweet summer grass 
glistening.
Waves of wild flowers
flourishing. 
The evening rain fall
making everything new.
The air feels soft 
mellow.
A sky so blue
filled with birdsong. 
The river high and opaque
as it meanders past.
A lane in motion.
Crows calling from on high
as I watch the lone Buzzard fly.
Trees filled with age and wisdom 
whisper through new leaves
“We love you, you are not alone.”




6 comments:

  1. Here again that wonderful dreamy collection of beautiful word art. A soulful meandering of extraordinary depth.
    Take me again on this breeze of fluidity.

    Loved it. xx

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  2. utterly beautiful..... I want a sky so blue.....!!

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    1. Yes .. that sky has now gone .. and left its more common grey cousin xx

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  3. Thank you its amazing how some mornings are so beautiful you just have to write it down .. for the time that we forget xx

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  4. There are few things more healing and uplifting than a blue crisp sky after the cleansing rainfall. Or maybe a poem about it....

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  5. Love this poem Ruth..appreciate it all the more as the sun breaks through the clouds in Surrey on this fine Sunday morning. :)

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