A poem after beholding a rainy day.
(Image description: A photo of a brown leaf floating in rainwater. Another leaf floats in front of it, while orange light reflects off the surface.) Credit: Photo by John Noonan on Unsplash
Rainy Day Beholding
The gentle patter
soft drip-drop steps
against earth and roof
Heavy, looming clouds
draping the sky, cloaking
with a peaceful gloom
Old Gods racing chariots
hooves rumbling, pounding
thrumming in my mind
Rains running, cleansing
washing away the old
for new cycles unfolding
Gray, blanketing
with mind just as unclear
choices that must be made
Divine steeds charging
thundering over plains
humming in my mind
Chariot wheels spinning
my mind equally turning
striving for insights
Clarity in raindrops
seeping, pouring
that my mind may see
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