To Be Read While Walking in the Rain
All grief to the ground must go
and joy, and birds, and every step
taken forward or back is the right
and wise step, and leaves and light
from the center of the moon between
us, and our lives which are air upon
air must settle in a single eventuality, and
from the ground swells always
up through my shoes this love
yearning for the sky’s response
Yes. And yes. 🙂
Thanks E! There has sure been enough rain, and more is coming.
Just lovely! My toes got a chill from the last stanza.
Cold rain, musta been.