Dear Rain, What Dreams Do You Give Me This Day?

Dear Rain

Dear Rain, What Dreams Do You Give Me This Day?
By John David Higham

Dear Rain,
What dreams do you give me this day?
Shall I
Sit nude among your drops
And
Allow your chill to cover my skin
As
You journey from cloud to grass?

Shall I be still
In
The world you are watering
And
Be content to hear
Only
Your song against
The
Remaining leaves
And
Barren fields?

Dear Rain,
What muses might you send
As
You moisten my eyelids
And
Make me blink
As
I gaze upward
And
Re-enter dreams
Evolving
Inside my corporeal being?

Mantra into mandala
Moving across Dear Rain’s horizon
One letter at a time
Like a cosmic prayer wheel.
I know
Its meanings beyond mere words,
As drops of enlightenment and insight
Gently fall from the sky.

Dear Rain, what poems will you give me this day?
What verse
Might
I receive from you,
Might
Flow from you
Through my soul
To
My body
To
My mind
To
This page in my world?

Listen as Dear Rain’s pace quickens,
As
The sound of wind
Dances
It against the window’s glass
And
I accompany that tune
With
My fingers loving the keyboard.

Dear Rain, thank you for this poem today.
Thank you for the gifts
Of creativity,
Of here,
Of now,
Of being…

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