Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Fresh Rain

It is a good and simple joy to sit on the porch celebrating the falling rain. I want to soak it into all my senses. 

Fresh rain, new blessing,
rolling thunder, and 
a curtain of cold, wet drops
veil the surrounding hills
as night settles into the hollow. 

I want to soak it in. I want to feel the wonder of rain.

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