Empty Skyboat

All night…
Without a word
The sky
drips drips,
the raindrops
Wiping the dirt
of the summer.

The rain…
Lashing down
without a word
Asks, "Which twig
on the tree will be
the next to sprout?"🌷

The skyboat…
without a word
carrying the
roaring clouds,
Seems empty
without the moon.
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©Dr. Ujjwala Kakarla May 2021