Each Drop
Today, a pervasively gray,
Ceaselessly rain-misted drear of a Wednesday,
Is a northern-Wisconsin stay-indoors day,
An infinitely clear day
For reading, meditating, catnapping,
Daydreaming you're traipsing through the woods,
Five hundred paces down the road, from your cabin . . .
A perfect day for looking out your kitchen windows
And watching each raindrop
Find the spot its been assigned, by ancient design,
To begin its life as a lake-drop.
09/21/11 - (2)
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