Angels Brow Poem by Thomas Plotz

Weather changing
Temps charging,
As we're marching
Into spring,

A few weeks ago, another wacky weather day
Just light mist falling
Almost thick fog,
Something you would find in a rainforest,
Sporadic sweat
From angels brow

There on the lowest part of bended branch
Was moisture's accumulation,
Waiting with anticipation,
Till water tension, finally falls

Then maybe God knows you were sad that day
Maybe they were sending you a message?
Just a little water
Shaken from the sky,
God confirming -
They know why…

T. Plotz
Angels Brow
6 March 2019