Monday, February 9, 2009

Living Rain



Living Rain


by Judi L Armbruster
Saturday, March 19, 2005



I lay in bed
Listening to the rain retreat.
So loud it had begun,
Pounding on our roof of tin
All hard staccato and gushing from the eaves.
Then it just leaves.
Slipping though the trees
Fading into the distance
Quiet once again.
And I dreamt
Rain, a living being
With breath that came and went.
I am rocked,
Immersed in this moment of knowing.


Judy L. Armbruster

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