When it rains,
the world softens
around the edges;
streets and sidewalks
become a liquid mirror
onto which lights
and colors bleed.
When it rains,
everything
becomes beautiful . . .
for a while.
― Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems
When it rains,
the world softens
around the edges;
streets and sidewalks
become a liquid mirror
onto which lights
and colors bleed.
When it rains,
everything
becomes beautiful . . .
for a while.
― Taste the Wild Wonder: Poems