The Water Weeps

The water weeps to the ground
Soaking all
Saturating a thirsty ground.

Flowers dance between
The raindrops moist
Blooming, sacrificing all
It is their choice.

Clouds thunder
Marching across the sky
No time for plunder
For something in the distance
Has caught their eye.

Now I stand amidst this
I’m part of this
The earth, the wind, the sky
All this happening round
I feel it, feel so profound.
~ Patrice

@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020

Monday Morning Comes And Rises

Monday morning comes and rises
Bringing with it all surprises
We may expect to see A
But instead are confronted with Z
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all with lots of zeal.

Clouds may thunder, pound and steal
In the end they just heal
Parched earth thirsty for the rain
Pouring down once again
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all with lots of zeal.

Accept what Monday morning brings
To you, be it good or bad
Know it’s come not to make you sad
But grow and thrive
This is right, this is real
Embrace it all from A to zeal.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2011