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One Afternoon


Rain falls in heavy drops

outside of my half open window

its droplets hang from eaves and leaves

and fall 

The ground covers in mud

Sudden Gush of water runs into the creek, near my home.

The water droplets firmly cling, 

to my window pane like clear glue bead.

The sun breaks through a patch of clouds and 

the droplets cast faint shadows,

on the wooden blinds into my room.

like a splash of freckles.

The shadow fades away as the streaks of sun disappears,

behind the wispy clouds.

 

 

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