The Haunted Whisper of Water on the Hills

Poem

Photo by Sorin Sîrbu on Unsplash

I lay in bed and listen to the rain
all that water soaking into thirsty grass
I imagine the story tree taking big drinks
the haunted whisper of water on the hills

I can hear the green blades growing taller
the thirsty earth drinking
the water running off the hills
I can hear the…