Slowly up and slowly down

Enjoying the quiet thrill

Pitter patter

The rain drops fall

As quiet as can be

Some are stopped by branches

Reaching out from within

And stay like clear happy berries

Eyes closed, imagining

The tree spirit coming out

Seeing the little drops 

Shaking them all out

They fell upon her all alone

Well, not alone anymore

The girl of quiet happiness

The girl in a quiet swing

 

dsc_5613