Leslie Grollman
“Take Off”
Response
Rain Touched
By Donna JT Smith
Inspiration piece
The drops tap on her shoulders
puddlemuddling her toes,
Still she dances in the rain
where rosy garden grows.
Sweet verdant vibrant stretches up
to frame where colors glisten.
With good ear you can hear the song
that floats to those who’ll listen.
She coaxes sun to part the clouds,
she hums to butterfly,
and as she tiptoes here to there
the leaves begin to dry.
The coo of doves, the robins’ trill
across the sky converse;
the chattering of squirrels, too,
expound on universe.
But I am sitting deep in thought
in awe of all that dance,
then realize we’re given space
and time to take that chance.
So I hum a tiny drizzled song
until it grows full bloom,
then tap a toe, a raindrop beat,
and watch the lift of gloom.
Who cares if someone turns their head
and spies my rising hope
as running, leaping, twirling I
pursue it up the slope.
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