Counterpoint
Driving into the
neighborhood tonight
rain lightly falling, two
fawns nestled in the common area
lingering in the moisture-laden darkness
A few curves
away two adult deer ran
alongside my car for some distance
before leaping ‘cross the road and on to the creek
The rain finally came
grand thunder, lightning, hail
(and power outage) but two new Walmart
lanterns quickly bathed the small cape in white light
For months, while
nature has languished
all around me – desperate for water
I have felt a surfeit – as if trying to drink from a fire hose
Funny how a drought, so
disastrous to the farmer, can be a welcome event to the soul.
