I was sitting on this deck at first light this morning, enjoying my coffee as per usual habit. It just started raining lightly at first, but the softness and stillness of it all was engulfing in a way I can't fully describe. I've tried to with this poem:
MID SUMMER RAIN
That wonderful smell …
Cloaking the waking hours with unique bouquet
Relieved senses know that rainclouds are now set
It's been so dry, farmers are concerned and fret
Apples, plums, corn, and grain grow yet
Encouraged by that wonderful smell.
CHORUS: A mist with a twist of a gist of the rain,
A drip-drop, pitter-patter again and again
Eyes closed, senses full, smiling,
In this morning's mid summer rain.
That wonderful sound …
Tap, tap, tap from a drip, my leaf-clogged downspout
Gentle, so soft, soothing release within and without
Song birds listen in reverence, nothing moves about
A slurp at my coffee cup sounds like a shout
Interrupting that wonderful sound.
CHORUS: A mist with a twist of a gist of the rain,
A drip-drop, pitter-patter again and again
Eyes closed, senses full, smiling,
In this morning's mid summer's rain.
That wonderful sight …
Riverlets etch shadowy small streams on my canopy
Small runoffs move effortlessly, purpose-fully, randomly
Blades of grass dance upon impact, joyfully, happily
I can't strum a note that could compare to this symphony
Life all around is a wonderful sight.
CHORUS: A mist with a twist of a gist of the rain,
A drip-drop, pitter-patter again and again
Eyes open, senses full, smiling,
In this morning's mid summer's rain.
This wonderful warmth …
This is a welcome rain to our farming neighbors nearby
They've had it tough, some have said good bye
To the land, to the tractor, to generations gone by
Worked so hard, paid so little, for them I'm happy
It's a wonderful warmth.
CHORUS: A mist with a twist of a gist of the rain,
A drip-drop, pitter-patter again and again
Eyes open, senses full, smiling,
In this morning's mid summer's rain.
I've never heard music as beautiful as this was this morning!