by Brian Jude
Drip drop rain drops
Baptize me in solar radience:
The agent of my rebirth
The sun's golden reflection
Glows upon saturated asphalt:
My spirits are elevated
Arctic air woos
A young spring breeze:
Life is old; Life is new
An adventure of rainbow bonds
That whisper nebulous vows begins:
An unclarified excursion
I am as unsure today
As I was the day before:
Every dawn is an opportunity
Still I groove and move
To the rhythm of daydream love:
"May I have this dance?"
© Brian Jude
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