Weather Report
It never rains in Colorado – well, unless
you count summer thunderstorms
and spring rains that within minutes
thicken and whiten into snow.
But it rained yesterday, all day,
droplets pattering on the roof, running down
the windows, forming into puddles, occasioning
umbrellas. It rained all day, the sky swollen
with rain, the lawns sodden with rain,
the rain of Noah’s forty days and forty nights.
This morning I was shocked into awakening by –
the sun!
forgotten already!
That surprising,
startling brightness in the sky,
making me think,
yes, I can lose weight, yes, I can meet someone,
yes, my son will find a job,
yes, it will all be different now,
improbably and radiantly different.