A Welcome Drink of Water
Serendipity: That midnight moment in which you're first awakened from a pleasant dream and find yourself wishing you were a poet because there aren't enough gorgeous words in your vocabulary to help describe the rain that's splashing on the tile roof pattering on the sidewalk and soaking into the parched earth and neither can you find the right rhythm and cadence to help capture the sounds of the wind that's whistling through the chaparral and whooshing through the palms. So you just stand at the open window and drink it all in.
As dark gives way to light, the rainclouds drift from west to east.
The pre-dawn downpours are replaced by sunshowers, and then sprinkles.
The birds are chirping, the fresh-washed foliage is sparkling.…and the hillsides are once again bathed in sunshine.
Rain, rain, come again…come again, another day!
