the rain

the rain

I don’t mind the rain
the sound of each droplet 
tapping the ground 
is comforting, the scent
of nearby lakes heavy in the air
fish and fauna, fill me 
with delicious melancholy 
I don’t mind the rain 
even as the sky dims
a pale gray, the ground’s 
verdant glow, earthy and pungent
sparks something deep in my core
connecting me to life’s force
ancient, eternal…
how could I ever mind the rain
cool, damp, messy, lingering, fragrant
some of my favorite things are these 

~kat