Sun shower

Lurking in the clouds
or behind the mounds
the rains of June come
when they say they will
the sun can hardly hide
the cloudburst
releasing a brisk and clear
lambent luster
it does take a little courage
to walk in such pelting wet weather
over and over the umbrella is tipped over
by the wind
but i sure can’t let go of it
and accidentally i
wade through the scuds
showers in June
they fade without a trace
what’s left and what’s taken away
a little bit of longings here and there
the jumpy hearts
the muggy air
together they’re crisply managed
by the tempest
then the leaves
no longer are they shriveled up
teardrops of joy hang on blossoming
flowers
revealing a tantalizing
sentimentality
every puddle of water
is a patch of solar power
buoyant and bouncing
energy.

©2023, ChinHooi Ng.