bring the rain
when all is washed
with nourishment and care ~ ~
the baptism of re-birth
as nature’s way to begin anew.
So shall my life be
this April morn ~ ~
the cleansing of my heart
restores my soul.
~ Anna Lin
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What a thing it is to sit absolutely alone,
in the forest, at night, cherished by this
perfectly innocent speech,
the most comforting speech in the world,
the talk that rain makes by itself all over the ridges,
and the talk of the watercourses everywhere in the hollows.
Nobody started it, nobody is going to stop it.
It will talk as long as it wants, this rain.
As long as it talks I am going to listen.
~ Thomas Merton