It Rained Down Upon Me

It rained down upon me robed in ancient grace; lacing me in conscious life experience. Gravity extracting the wet from my arms lingering on my fingers with gentle force. The natural law ruled the motion; and gratefully I was relieved of this persistent rememberence. I am naked now and full of light. Delicately freed from a thought-created blight. I hear what the leaves and trees tell me; as many reach strong in rooted courage. Some roots are named Blame and others Shame. I hear the maples, oaks, and dogwoods whisper to me.... One said, "Trust in me." Emperor of the forest, I hear you clear, and you, my love, are not rooted in fear. This one I climb when the rain comes down draping me in conscious life experience.