Poems; March #2

Observe
the mist
lightly stippling
your exposed skin
One by one
the blind drops
encounter the contours
of your face
Stop and rest
for long enough
as countless specks fall
to the ground
into earth
or onto you
leaving
rain shadow
revealing
silhouette
learning
your likeness
drop by blind drop
Thus is Your image
known to a cloud

010_Mar2017_JRuzich

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