Away from the streetwise world
In puddles and quantities like crystals
of rain......much rainLeaves dry and wither
Sun beats down
Then much rain.......a cacophony of sounds and scents
Spider webs glisten
as they catch what moisture they can
they turn into diamonds
And the leaves ........ They have no will of their own.
The sun dies behind clouds
And spiders wait for their webs to dry
For there is much rain. And the earth sleeps with bated breath.
Photographs 2022
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