The Day It Rained...

Light rain-drops fall and wrinkle the sea,
Then vanish, and die utterly.
One would not know that rain-drops fell
If the round sea-wrinkles did not tell.

So souls come down and wrinkle life
And vanish in the flesh-sea strife.
One might not know that souls had place
Were't not for the wrinkles in life's face.

Sidney Lanier

Today it rained. A remarkable event in the desert during the summer, I must note. One, moving us to come out and finally breathe the cool, moist air. An occasion deserving its own little post.


(I love his sleepy hair so much!)