The sky has been dropping quiet sheets of rain on us for the last hour or so. It’s very soothing. And yes, I know I just came from the Pacific Northwest, and I know I should be tired of rain, but it rains differently there. And I know this rain isn’t the beginning of 7 months of nothing but rain. And I have trees right outside my windows and they’re turning yellow and there’s a slate blue house across the street with a red-leafed tree in front and it has a stone chimney and behind that there’s a really tall oak tree whose leaves are still green so even though the sky is grey, everything I can see is full of peaceful colors.
momma betty
So poetic, Z. Nature evokes the poet (hidden very deep) within me, too.
momma betty
So here’s what I did with it:
Providential Rain
The sky is dropping quiet sheets of rain, soul soothing.
And yes, I know I should be tired of rain,
but it rains differently there.
And yes, I know this rain
isn’t the beginning
of unending rain.
And I have trees outside my windows.They’re turning yellow
and there’s a slate blue house across the street
with a red-leafed tree in front
and a stone chimney
and behind that
a really tall oak tree
whose leaves are still green.
And even though the sky is grey,
All I see are peaceful, streaky colors
{Reminding me I’m here not there.} To go back to the contrast you bring up at the beginning.