I am grateful for lawn
sprinklers
That lure me
With their mesmerizing
buzz
Where I am
delightfully snared
by the sight of water
droplets,
Bending into an arch
and splashing
on the grass,
As the sunshine
Dresses them
in shimmering galaxies,
While the birds are
chirping;
Telling stories
of blustering wind
and gully washer rains,
While shrouding
the low drone of car
engines,
whizzing along on the
freeway.
I stand in awe,
Feeling
My heart beating
a tranquil song.
