#nothiding

I open the door and smell the good rain.

Smell the happiness of the receiving earth.

Look at my tiny garden, each leaf out-stretched and shinning.

I know someone is complaining right now, no more rain!

It makes me laugh.

One of the things we need for actual life,

falls from the sky like magic,

for free.

Somewhere else a young man is holding a gun he did not ask for.

A mother is in a shelter making a shelter,

with her body,

her heart,

and her prayers.

And here,

the good rain falls,

gently.

17/3/22