Rain

It rained last night, or rather it stormed with thunder, lightning, downpours too late for the garden but welcomed by the earth and the holdouts from summer. The pond fish love new water it refreshes them and stirs to encircled dancing swims and schooling. The waterfall flows freely, unhampered by the algae flushing the stones with bouncy drops and the surface draws birds and yard creatures to drink and stand in awe. Rain cleanses renews the spirit binds us to the earth and existence inspiring our contemplation. Life thrives and it is never too late to recognize where we come from accept our frailty in who we are. Let the rain come wash away all tears make us whole again.