Rain this morning,
Windows open,
The atmosphere swells, thick
While the ceiling
fan’s slow spin
Drags the cool damp air
Of the living Earth
Into the closed shelter
Of house and home.
To drench the inside
With the outside,
To permeate every closed crevice
To change the enclosed atmosphere
That serves to intoxicate all those
Who dwell within thick walls
As they breathe in the clean air of Earth.
While outside the window
A steady liquid drip… plip, plip, plip
O f drops that dance
Across the wood porch floor
Keeping tempo with the chatter
Of a myriad of drops that string
Their orchestrated harmony
Amidst the drenched leaves of trees,
As birds sing intermittent to lace
The song with a lilting melody…
Nature’s music calm, steady
Brings the tranquility to those
Who listen to exist
And rest surrounded
by
The solace of autumn’s rain song
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