SENSUOUS SPRING MORNING

It rained this morning
The early morning thunder awoke all, startled
An oddity in this desert world
Dawn’s early light strained through the overcast
Occasional flashes of sunlight reflected from fields of raindrops
Otherwise, there is no change
Not in the way the birds announce the day
Nor in the ennui of drops from the eaves.
 
The forest, though, seems happy
Her showered scent of freshness
Feels almost erotic
Rustle of a breeze, spray the drops off the leaves
And slide them down the branches,
Caressing stock and body, joyfully
One can almost hear the vegetation
Sigh with pleasure.
 
A light mist hides the mountain tops
The fog hugs the canyon walls sensually
Sliding within and through crevasses, cleave and folds
Deep in the loins of the earth, the moisture
Loosens rock and root to the pleasure of the land
Nature is ecstatic and euphoric.
We breathe the rhapsodic morning air and
Delight in all its glory.
It is a sensuous spring morning and all are glad to be a part!

Reza Ghadimi