Dance

Dance
30-03-12

The rain petted the ground
With sensuous, soft strokes.
Like a persistent lover
It tickled the grass gently.
It's voice soothed the flowers
Into nakedness;
It undressed them
As petals peeled off.

It's coat covered the trees,
Warming them in careful kindness.
Hand-in-hand, lip-to-lip;
The rain coyly courts the leaves.
Tracing soft tickles down branched hands,
Barren trees wake with trembling roots.
Singing gently, the rain's hiss whispers
A sweet song;
Come dance with me.

Abandon your shyness.
Let me clothe you with whispering water,
Tickle your soul gently,
Awaken your senses.

Come dance with the rain.