the sun touches the leaves between storms.
Small animals, timid, wary,
creep out, afraid of the next downpour.
A bird perches gently on a branch,
next to a few battered, green buds.
Singing to life
and the sun
Singing to the warmth
and the damp
Singing,
Singing...
A moment, and the warmth is gone
the sun disappears behind uncertain clouds.
Small animals, run, hide,
terrified of what has come before.
A bird falls to the ground,
the rains were somehow unexpected.
Lying in a pool
and singing to life
Swallowing in a pool
and singing of love
drowning in a pool...