Raindrops

Like a bird woken
by raindrops I gaze
into the sky while
the world flutters
around me and I
gently rise listening
to the voice of a pygmy
nuthatch coming to me
through my half open
window. Its song refines
my spirit and the wet
wind is so cool. I breathe
it with someone closest
to me.

Copyright 2010 Bobbi Sinha-Morey