rain, come, fall
in this desert that happened
string naked the clouds
teach us to drop
the leaves the tears the luggage
words and sorrows
those that weigh
with no more validity and utility
with no further message.
teach us to let go of what is no longer ours
the now that was and is no longer
what is out of our time
transform it into powder and water
leaving only the essential
the mystery that we recognize our own.
Rain that cries
let the river of your tears rise
flow falling washing the air
clearing the paths
from heaven to earth
until it dissolves
in the sweet and salty sea
in the awareness of existing navigating.
rain, before you, we wait for you
Come, fall, refresh us
through you, we renew ourselves;
rain that is raining,
teaches us to exhale, to lose,
to not know, to die …
just raining you, rain waiting to rain
we open the space of life to life itself
we give the nest of light to the water
for the new inspiration to be born.
Rain, come, fall.
let’s give ourselves back together
to the place of love that fertilizes
to the womb from which we are born