4 thoughts on “Wordless Wednesday: April Rain Song

  1. Last night
    the rain
    spoke to me
    slowly, saying,

    what joy
    to come falling
    out of the brisk cloud,
    to be happy again

    in a new way
    on the earth!
    That’s what it said
    as it dropped,

    smelling of iron,
    and vanished
    like a dream of the ocean
    into the branches

    and the grass below.
    Then it was over.
    The sky cleared.
    I was standing

    under a tree.
    The tree was a tree
    with happy leaves,
    and I was myself,

    and there were stars in the sky
    that were also themselves
    at the moment
    at which moment

    my right hand
    was holding my left hand
    which was holding the tree
    which was filled with stars

    and the soft rain —
    imagine! imagine!
    the long and wondrous journeys
    still to be ours.

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