The Rise

Beneath the azure sky, I wait in solitude. A humble bloom awaiting natures interlude. My petals droop, a whispered plea I send , for life's elixir, my thirst transcends. Oh quench my longing, and grace me with your rain, revive your spirit and end this quiet pain. Drops of life, renew what has begun. lend me your touch ,so I may face the sun. Whispers of the breeze, carry me plea afar. In this arid soil where my hopes and dreams will spar. silent supplication, I raise my head, for liquid solace by natures thread. Oh quench my longing, and grace me with your rain, revive your spirit and end this quiet pain. Drops of life, renew what has begun. lend me your touch so I may face, the sun.