Concept -.A Cleansing Of The Soul.
Renascence - Edna St.Vincent. wrote this when she was 19 years old ladies and gentlemen.
The rain, I said, is kind to come
And speak to me in my new home.
I would I were alive again
To kiss the fingers of the rain,
To drink into my eyes the shine
Of every slanting silver line,
To catch the freshened, fragrant breeze
From drenched and dripping apple-trees.
For soon the shower will be done,
And then the broad face of the sun
Will laugh above the rain-soaked earth
Until the world with answering mirth
Shakes joyously, and each round drop
Rolls, twinkling, from its grass-blade top.
Im not a huge fan of poems that rhyme but this works for me.
This is a very short segment of the poem, but i felt this part was appropriate for this day.
Catharsis for the earth and myself.
Refreshing.
The rain, I said, is kind to come
And speak to me in my new home.
I would I were alive again
To kiss the fingers of the rain,
To drink into my eyes the shine
Of every slanting silver line,
To catch the freshened, fragrant breeze
From drenched and dripping apple-trees.
For soon the shower will be done,
And then the broad face of the sun
Will laugh above the rain-soaked earth
Until the world with answering mirth
Shakes joyously, and each round drop
Rolls, twinkling, from its grass-blade top.
Im not a huge fan of poems that rhyme but this works for me.
This is a very short segment of the poem, but i felt this part was appropriate for this day.
Catharsis for the earth and myself.
Refreshing.