Saturday, August 9, 2008

The Drenched Soul......


The warmth of the first drop
Like a caressing finger drawn
Across the glowing countenance......
As the wind hushes every other sound,
And the clouds blanket the sun....
Those expectant eyes,
With an ocean of darkness in them....
A pearl of hope shines out.....
The taste of nature tingles the senses....
As the softness of the drizzle,
Refreshes the lost spirit.......
The thunderous voice echoes her sigh.......
A bolt of lightning, and a tear.....
Both in a gentle flash....
And then the tinge of a smile........
Brightening the hues of the painting......
A splash of water from the gurgling brook,
The melancholy filled happiness....
An unheard whisper, a silent wish.....
The rain ushering rejuvenated desires within....
The scent of the earth melts the knot of pain....
A love for the unknown savior's touch.....
The floating leaves take away with them
A message to the unseen paradise......
The water enthralls the dormant passions....
The awe inspiring rain drenches her soul......
As the unspoken delight tickles her eyes,
She opens her arms and embraces the skies....

2 comments:

Ritayan said...

lovely words...beautiful flow.......bt jst an observation...ur poems r somehow getting similiar in feeling......u hv the capability to b much more versatile....as a stand alone poem though it is a really great piece of work...keep writing

VanDiablo said...

I'm definitely drenched...

nice work...