It's Been Raining For Days
The world stands still, dripping
from my haven I see
a bless-ed child
that used to be me
splashing a raindance
in the yard across the street
open mouth for the sweet nectar
of heavenly tears. arms out face up
swirling circles with drips
flinging from baby fingertips
barefeet green grass tickles out
tinkling laughter
like windchimes under the stars
i sigh for a moment only
then remember who I am
and reach for my shoelaces
and plan my own raindance.