Sitting with my back
to the window
A light rain gently taps
and I know its time
to be just with me
Grabbing my blanket
and a handful of thoughts
I ease out the backdoor
and into a nook
between the deck and overhang
Wrapping the blanket around me
I take a deep breath and
inhale the rain
my nostrils tingling
with the dampness of the air
My mind empties and I watch the rain
carom off the deck
the grass bending
struggling
against the drops
I breathe deeply again
The rain quickens
