On Blades of Grass

On blades of grass, rain drops run
down the sheath, bathes the roots,

soaks the soil, a puddle grows,
gently overflows my footprint,

chases every step, splashes my feet - 
I laugh - on we race down valley path.

© Craig A Roberts, 2022

A poetic insight from Slow Wisdom - A Forgotten Virtue 

Photo: AdobeStock

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