Raindrops fall
pasta and rice
Puddles are soup pots
boiling rainrings and lifeA rattlesnake hiss --
grasses whisper hungry sounds
A cattail twitches
she's purring for fish
Twigs weep,
sorrow's music in the eaves
Daisy chain necklaces droop in prayer's hands
I remember flinging seeds into the sky
Bourne on wind's skin they waft upward
-- Good byeRise now into a dragonfly sky
Onionskin wings iridescent as eyes
A spiderweb veil warms our skin with rain
Mingle with mud
enter eggshell
Emerge in earthShhhh -- we polish this new bright stone
Shhhh -- we paint with the feathers of rain
Dip into the puddle
Draw forth its ladle
Drink life deep
the Infinite
RainAbout Rain
A number of yeaes ago I led a group poetry writing session with several children who were my harp students. The focus of the poem was "rain". We generated a bunch of images together, and then ended up each writing our own poem or song lyrics. It's fascinating to me to see, now, the differences and similarities of these poem/lyrics. One of the girls, Sarah Burns recorded her version, "Rain Song" on her solo harp and voice CD Sea Of Light. (It also appears on the compilation CD Labyrinth Walk). The above is my version.
I finished these lyrics after moving to the island from California (strangely, during a summer dry spell!). I had only the vaguest notion what I meant by these images! I just sensed that they were "right". Three years later, after experiencing rain in our forest, and its earthy richness in my soul I feel that the song is about reconnecting with the elements -- with earth, with water, with the infinite -- Spirit (or God), if you will. Communing in a new way, served by the prayer book of creation and the eucharist of nature. Being as a child, playful in the new awareness, but also as a woman, with a conscious knowing of these things deep within my cells.
But then, I suspect that most of my writings spiral around these themes!
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