A lightning bolt illuminates
A droplet of rain lingers
A rock of hail knocks sense into the senseless
A blade of grass lies in wait for the whir of the mower,
Ushering in spring with the finest of traditions.

The sun’s rays envelopes the faint-hearted
The moon’s glow moves onlookers into nostalgia
An afternoon breeze whips the tendrils of your hair
Straight into your eyes and just for a moment you stand
Blind to expectations.

The crashing waves emulate the flow and ebb
Of every argument you’ve ever had.
The greatest cure for all the world’s ailments
Lies in the perfume of the spring showers.
Just take a whiff and lay all troubles to rest.

黛安娜  다이아나  ഡയാന


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