The Rain

BWRAIN0912130021_640xLast night
the rain
spoke to me
slowly, saying,
what joy
to come falling
out of the brisk cloud,
to be happy again
in a new way
on the earth!
That’s what it said
as it dropped,
smelling of iron,
and vanished
like a dream of the ocean
into the branches
and the grass below.

~Mary Oliver (Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me)

It Rained

RAINDROPS0024_640BUSH0018_640DAISIES0020_640PEONY0029_640YELLOWDAISIES0023_640Photos top to bottom: Rain drop ripples on the flagstone walkway, a sprouting bush, daisy leaves, peony leaves, yellow daisy planted a couple of days ago.