drips

Each piece fell precisely

Little by little

All bits descending

In the dance of these drops

Because when anything on

This planet drops,

Gravity pulls it all straight

Down

Even if it comes from the sky.

We didn’t know what it

Held until

These tidbits of

The clear vast emptiness

We’d love to explore but
Aren’t sure how to reach

Finally fell

These days it helps us in that way.

When it’s gray and everything

Is caught in the moist

The sky comes down to meet us

And wrap up

Soak and drench us

In its freedom.

Enabling us to more than we realize and

Giving itself for our existence

As we smoke these joys and

Sip this sorrow

It comes down to sit next to us

To embrace us

Tousle us like the

Thunder breaking through the clouds

All the while liberating.