It’s been raining since first thing this morning, one of those thick and constant downpours that makes one pity any poor human, cat, or other animal who is cold and wet, finding itself without a roof overhead. Here are my thoughts in poem form … the healing power of rain.
The rain keeps
you in
roof drums
your feet curled
as nature drinks
your tea warm
as blackberries swell
restless, reading
you shift your feet
let me run in
summer sun tuck
blanket tighter
curling deep
a seam in your
heart sews up.
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