We are now in the middle of June and, with the rains falling more frequently, I can declare that summertime is indeed over. Time for plants to celebrate!
Waking up in the middle of the night, hearing the sound of raindrops falling on rooftops is such pleasant music to my ears. Much as I want to savor the sound for long, its rhythm easily lulls me back to sleep. Even during mid morning rains, the temptation to steal a few minutes of sleep is oftentimes irresistible. Well, no cause for worry. Yielding to this kind of temptation, I firmly believe, can never ever be a sin.
cute little rivers
running along rooftop grooves
wednesday morning rain
oo0oo
the spattering sound
of rain falling on rooftops
pulls me back to bed
oo0oo
rooftops come alive
with the dancing of raindrops
music finds its voice
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rooftops come alive
with the dancing of raindrops
music finds its voice
and
ReplyDeletethe poet
finds hers
once
more...
welcome back to blogland!
little rivers! hmmm.. love that..
did you imagine the little rivers in my haiku? thanks for loving that part. one rainy day i'll show you those little rivers.
Deleteand thanks for the drawing!