A soft grey hesitation to
heat that burned and stifled
dry and dusty land breathed
in the cool, welcome moisture
‘til honeyed sunshine gilded
pines beneath frayed clouds.
“Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth;
without rain there would be no life.”
~ John Updike
Which leaf?
Which branch?
Maybe a twig?
“Soon you will be dead and none of it will matter.”
~ Marcus Aurelius, Meditations: A New Translation
reflection and shadow ~
eased by bright light and
cool, flowing water.
“Without great solitude no serious work is possible.”
~ Pablo Picasso
