a lingerer on sills
a dripper on lids
droplets on
languishing leaves
in autumn before
that final gust, before
my host drops
to the ground.
I am the juice
that sustains all--
the rivers, oceans, lakes, and
their dependents
who pray to keep me away
in ignorance
I am the edge, the center,
the heart rider.
I am rain.
Kat
11 January 2015 ©
11 January 2015 ©
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