Sunday, July 26, 2009

I sit, lost in my own thoughts

I sit, lost in my own thoughts
The grey clouds hang low
Covering the treetops with
A misty mantle
All is still, waiting…
I turn my cup of tea around in my hand
I feel its warmth against my palm
Like a lover’s kiss
The rain begins to fall
I watch it hit the window
One drop at a time, then
Slide down the glass to
The puddle on the ledge below
When the rain stops and
The sun unveils itself
I know my life will be
Reflected in every remaining drop
Just as it is

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