The Rain is Falling

 

Falling

Falling

And the grass is finally green

How long was it brown?

I don’t remember

How we worried and sprinkled and

mowed and trimmed

And breathed the dry dust of summer

And now the rain falls and falls

The water covers the earth today

The provision we had heard about

And experienced in another lifetime

The provision we forgot

With angry fists and empty storehouses

Dusty dirty storehouses thirsting for rain

We forgot that you did this

and you do this

Now we see the green, green grass soaking in the rain

Getting greener by the moment

And we remember

And we tuck our fists in our pockets

And we smile

And sip our coffee

And look out

Storing up this memory

For another time of worry

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