Clouds bring the news from where they’ve been
the rain birds feel and warble the rain song
and the rain song hung in the air like skywriting
the smell of rain and the cloud’s soft taste
the serious duty to make rain welcome
at least to watch the drops fall onto a page
of a book about clouds and falling rain —
see the trees are happy the first time in months
far thunder laughs (chariot) a few rain drops
lightning wind when the sky floods us
there’s only the song of the rain and the lawn
is a green hymn to water falling from the sky.
From: http://www.foame.org/Issue1/poems/kelen.html
Date: 2004
By: Stephen Kenneth Kelen (1956- )