The Sun is raining down on me To warm the watery mystery That also sometimes likes to fall To change from clouds pressed over all. Formerly that greedy cloud Darkened, thundering out-loud - What lovely gifts we freely get. Some come dry. Some are wet.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge with the theme “the spirit of rain” and to dVerse Quadrille where De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo, is hosting with the theme word “change”.