Oh.. the rain.  the delicious soft patter of the rain.  I know the Earth needs it and apparently so do I.   




I can feel the dry

parts of me moisten softly

Tender my hearts flow


Tree leaves hold droplets

Earth’s waiting vessel calling

Linger the rains fall 


Wet green moist inhale

Let the nature of things fill

Every cell in you 


Rain has her wet ways

A tease or a flood away

She will what she may



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