Here Comes the Rain

Response to Thursday Think Tank Prompt #12: with perfect timing,
it is raining for the first time in months :)

Here come

the first raindrops

since April,

hitting the dry and dusty earth,

as welcome as silver dollars,

as welcome as a dear friend

who's been gone too long.

Gray clouds have traveled

across the sky

and misted the mountains,

as welcome as the cycle

of the seasons,

turning and turning us

towards fall.

Within, my heart does

a boogie-shimmy,

sings a full-throated

hallelujah chorus.

I want to stamp

in the puddles

like a child,

as soon as

there are puddles.

Each blade of grass

(that's still alive)

has its head tipped back,

mouth open,

an oh-yeah-mama-come-to-meetin'

look on its face.

They are practically

rolling their shoulders

around.

("Baby, it's been

so long!!")

The weeping willows

are doing

the Dance of the Seven Veils.

The horse trough

is drinking it in.

My wolf-dog

is lying

in the rain,

finally cool enough

inside his skin.

In the middle

of a rainforest,

we have been

tinder-dry

for months.

So glorious

the sound

of raindrops

on the roof.