Rain

The sound of rain on my house
raises my eyes to the windows
the distance wavers slightly
closer pine needles subtly quiver
rain must be slightly weighing down
the entire forest around me
the leaf litter must be flattening down
hardly perceptibly but universally
uncountable cells must be swelling with water
and continuing age old processes
my brain and being to are also swelled
stimulated by this wondrous flow from the heavens
and I’m overjoyed to sense it
and to be it’s happy witness

Greeley
3/05