Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.
Langston Hughes
10/26/22 - Rain clinging to a limb, reflecting the trees.
The tree in autumn
I feel
cold water
sliding
over my bare skin,
clinging briefly
to my outstretched limbs,
then falling -
soaking the earth
beneath me.
Nourishing
my roots.
I drink
deeply,
drunkenly,
falling asleep.
10/26/22 - Bare trees held by a raindrop.
All winter long
I rest,
naked and cold -
dreaming
of beautiful green garments
i will wear
in spring.
10/26/22 Clinging
The evergreen clings to the raindrops in its needles.
10/17/22 - Rain falling in the stream
Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.
John Updike
10/26/22 - Acorn Cap
If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water.
Loren Eiseley
I stopped for the sky this morning. It was raining but the sun was shining in the east and the light was golden. Parked my car on the shoulder. to look and get a picture. The wet pavement reflected the whole sky - doubling the magic.
When I turned back to get in my truck - to the west - this is what I saw:
