A hush had descended, the air was quite still,
Nothing was moving beside the old mill;
Nature postponed both it's joys and it's pain,
Holding it's breath until after the rain.
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I can see myself looking up at the skies after a rainfall, and can smell the freshened air all around me and the colors of a rainbow. Very good imagery. Liked this one very much. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
A very refreshing write, sweetly flowing and and great with serenity. Good work John. I believe you have the touch
Nothing moves beside old mill. Everything we see through nature. The scene after rain is beautifully captured. The imagery drawn here is excellent. The season ticks with seasonal sound and we feel this well. An amazing poem is excellently penned...10