A leaden sky
dark grey marauds
against
the brightness of the morning.
A stillness;
time suspended;
all nature waits.
Slow to fall
the sound awakens,
perceptions heightened.
Olfactory senses stirred by
primeval smells
of spores released.
A reawakening -
nature's release.
Rejuvenation or decay,
water replenishes.
Droplets quicken-
a move to a different
tempo.
Sounds intensify against hard earth.
Nature responds:
Birds quieten,
Plants stand tall,
Colours intensify
against the grey.
With gentleness it falls ,
The weathervane redundant;
Windless
Slow moving
Thirst quenching
Life-giving.
Into pools and rivulets,
streams in the lane,
each droplet finding its course,
Repurposed,
Focused.
For each living thing
hydration.
Repurposed,
Focused,
Changed.
Ruth Partridge
Ruth Partridge 