day 142

the ground, like a sponge, soaked up the rain
emboldening birds looking for worms
to leave their tree sanctuaries and descend,
red breasts puffed proudly
as they hop among the flowers
sprung up like colorful trumpets
letting the birds play their song
of thirst and joy in the morning sun

the earth can drink more
but its happy for now

all is still with its pleasure


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