Silk in the Rain
Apr 9, 2021
Like cherry blossoms in the gray of late winter,
She blooms free and bright.
By the cherry blossom tree, she rests.
As if seized by the wind, she arises.
The day is overcast and washed out in gray hues.
Her spirit contrasts so dazzling
In color against the gloom present.
Such a relief is her life.
In her face, the current landscape is reflected.
A strain of pain runs across her face
As a soft smile chases close behind.
In distraught motion, she still finds humor, peace.
Her silk wrap wafts around during her dance.
The rain starts to fall near the stream.
Her dress becomes drenched and heavier,
But this does not deter her dance.
