You pass thru my mind
Like rain on a pasture
Sometimes gently,
a sprinkle on a sunny day
Liquid sunshine,
refreshing with each drop
Sometimes crashing in,
like a storm
Darkness,
thunder,
lightning
Thrilling thru the first rift
Then the destruction sets in
Tossing and turning my emotions
Ripping and tearing at my heart
Then suddenly,
mysteriously the calm returns
In gentle mists
like at the end of a storms rage
You pass thru my mind
Like rain on a pasture
E.A. Fussell
08012016
E. A. Fussell 