Rain without Thunder

A veil—
so thin
it fools the eye
into thinking
there’s nothing
between the tree
and the window—
reveals itself,
while a soft-orange trunk
water colors its bark
under the light
of a blue bright storm
 
Green shines
in the shrubbery—
leaflets exploding with rain—
reminding—
redefining—

The air is not empty—
it is a swelling ocean—
it is a sunburst on a lake

Written in the 2000s. Edited at the time of this post. A companion piece to “Thunder without Rain”.

non-rhyming, short, freestyle, nature