It’s raining in my mind
Clouds of inspiration cover
The bright sky of mind
Winds of rhythm blow to join
The clouds in a thunderous wedlock
Drops of words shower
On the fertile land of imagination
The seeds of thought grow
To become the green blossoming tree of poetry
And then through the diamond prism of heart
Rainbows of meaning and beauty
Clear the sky for the soul to fly
To eternity…
Farshid Rezaee