Wednesday, June 1, 2016

To Reign

Condensing
Clouds
Into rain is 
The trick.
Your
Floating
Water
Should
Flow
And not stick to skies,
No matter
How blue
They may seem,
To bake and parch
The terrain of your
Dreams -
Your dancing seedlings
That pine for the Flash
And Clap! -
That know that all Pressure
Spells Hope.