Rain SongWhen we carried it uphill, the rain hurt our backs.
When we let it run downhill, the rain brought us back.
When we ran with it seaward, the rain fell on our backs.
When we danced with it skyward, the rain sung to us back.
When we hummed to it softly, the rain hummed to us back.
She says there are sun spots, places where the sun warms your entire being. She may stop in a sun spot, stand there and breathe. And then the breeze comes and washes the warmth once, relieves. And then you stand and contemplate the warmth beneath your shirt before it returns to your body and seeks out the clouds and skeins.