against the gray comes color

surprising the mesquite
with raindrops full of passion
dripping, streaming the branches
creates the little reflections below
pools waver with excitation
where the little ravens bathe
while I stand umbrella safe
watching the dance of the day
a the once held sky grayness
colors bloom in tiny stones.

puddle

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