Dawn Rain

All night unto dawn
a gentle sweetness – a soft rain
a comforting...
slow dreaming droplets
in a watery falling.                             
               
I overhear soccer moms backing-out of driveways,
the last moment rumpus of heel-dragging kids.
The mail van trundles-by
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Trains merge with geese
in long slipstreams of sound. 
then a solicitous quiet
as the land listens to itself
                                        breathing.

The sky is wet but not drowning,
it floats on flowing wind-waves
that wash against my mind
as a tender caress.                             
                                                                                                                             
All is well,
the world is a child again.

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