Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville
-Paul Verlaine
Knowing you’d spend the day
in an office with no window,
you send me on my way
with an assignment: Enjoy
this beautiful day
for both of us. I begin
with the poetry of sunshine
here, now as a gift to the world,
knowing when the sun shines
on me, it shines on everyone,
undeniable as rain. As long as one
sees pure hard light in Winter,
we all do. And when it rains
on you, I know the miracle of water.
this made me smile
Steven, you continue to exemplify the best blogging poets have to offer. This one os no exception. Great work.
thanks so much for the kind words (and also for the smile)!