When the Rain Fell

When the rain fell—

softly breathing, then with snores of thunder—

our ears woke first to ancient rhythms

and whispers of water.

The dusty world cleansed;

the brittle made supple;

small spirits washed green and

sighing, serene.

We turned towards each other,

smiling into the blessing

of a newly-baptized earth.

Our embrace: not clinging, but soft

with the fullness of gratitude

for wet leaves 

and lives saved again by water

and love.

 

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