He only wanted me for happiness,
to walk in air
and not think so much,
to watch the smile
begun in his eyes
end on the lips
his eyes caressed.

He merely hoped, in darkness, to smell
rain; and though he saw how still
I sat to hold the rain untouched
inside me, he never asked
if I would stay. Which is why,
when the choice appeared,
I reached for it.

~Rita Dove

We have not…

We have not touched the stars

nor are we forgiven.

~Richard Siken, Snow and Dirty Rain


Dance in the rain…

Rain_dancing_by_photoletoLife is not about waiting for the storm to pass… it’s about learning how to dance in the rain.


Rain_by_GhostlyGoblinIt’s December…almost Christmas…and we are still getting a lot of rain…