Rain falling

Caring dove

Here is the rain falling from a place that needs to let go 

falling from clouds that need to find the white colour again 

that need to feel like sitting doves 

daisies in the sun 

and soft snow without the weight of the Tiring cold 

 

here is the rain falling from the greys 

needing to 

Wanting to 

allowing all the white colour to return 

allowing the doves to be just sitting 

and the daisy petals ti rest quietly in the sky 

grounded 

soft snow to rest just there 

in the warmth without having to fall 

a peace to be found just by letting go 

 

  • Author: Yellow rose (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 10th, 2026 12:19
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 3


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