Bouncing off the surface,
shining in haste..
the foggy sun rays…
into a meadow;
bit under the shadows.
like a soap foam,
kissing the canvas,
painting new hues.
the calmed waves
soothing along the shore;
results of struggle.
With freshness of spring water,
warmth of summer,
pinch of winter edginess
and saltiness of autumn;
transparent and fragile.
Like a dew that stays on
leaves for the night’s glow
they cover and morph;
charm of sacred descent,
a fruit of love.
With each drop
traveling to meet the other,
arrows struck in my heart,
is it a weather
or the lover’s bow?
– Dedicated to her – the rainy weather.
Image Credits: http://gooderion.persiangig.com
- Her Praise (alisohani.wordpress.com)
Heartwarming, deeply moving. And that image is gorgeous too.
Thank you Maria, again for your vivid feedback… I am still missing your comment on “His Vigor…”. Was it that bad??
Oh no, it was lovely. Excellent words as always! 🙂
🙂 Any part best or the worst one there..??
This is SO BEAUTIFUL!! I’m speechless after reading this!
Thank you Sahrish, for your kind words. 🙂
I just loved the pictured…. Felt the rain drops like tears falling inside the heart. Love your beautiful words….. So so amazing and touching poem. Impressive !
Thank you Lala. It’s so nice to see you back here…
Your feedback has been dearly missed. 🙂
Awh Same here 🙂 Thank you !