Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser
This morning I walked
in the rain like it was something
that I was born into,
joy and pleasure falling
onto my skin from dark clouds
that kept departing the
horizon for some place
else,
for someone else’s story.
Not mine. Everything was so
happy! Puddles, leaves, white
flowers, and a robin hatched this
year who was finding his
particular voice at the top of
a snag.
I was soaking wet.
It was a good way to start the day.
~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author
Published in "Coming Home: Learning to Actively Love this World"
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