the rain fell as we slept,
an event momentous
in a time of drought,
of plague, and fire, and flood,
when the spurned earth
seems to be shaking us off
for the rapacious
culpably careless pests
yet again, into a world where
only other lives will thrive, not ours;
and so the rain, falling as we slept,
seemed, in retrospect, a generous message
saying, “I could still be your home.
I could forgive you. we could
live together as loving partners.”
but then I realized
I was all the way through breakfast
and halfway through the day
before I whispered, “thank you.”
with the best intentions.
when lovers wake,
their first act is embrace,
their first words breathe of love.
and so it cannot be surprising
that gratitude too often shared
(if shared at all) in retrospect,
plague, fire, and flood
rather than momentous rain.
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