Rainy Thoughts

Rainy Thoughts

I like watching drops carving their watery tunnels on the rainy glass.

Rushing down,
Pausing for an instant,
As if deciding which route to take next,
Until the next drop would collide merging into the speeding stream,
Just to be split up again and again,
Separating into new paths each taking its own course towards the end of the rainbow.

So as our thoughts,
Quietly running along their mushy river banks can overflow momentarily,
As a lightning of inspiration strikes,
Bringing down the heavy skies of the new ideas in the rumbling mighty downpour.
The flooding rages as it washes away sharp edges, tension, reservations.
It continues on to fill one's mind with the raw and undisputed power of the creative nature.

And as that flood subsides over time into words, lines, sentences -
All returns back into an orderly and peaceful stream along the picturesque shores.

Reviews

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I like the way you wrote this. The images are clear and the ideas interesting.

[Leo]

Thank You, appreciate your praise!