In the dark I hear the heartbeat
of another world on this planet
the newscasts miss, we overlook
amid conflicting calculations
with new angles on the numbers
to chart a course to reverse them—
eyes spinning within a slot machine.
Light applause on the roof
answers with one more encore
wrenched from early morning’s
black sky, each green blade,
thick as dog hair in these hills
puddled with brightly colored petals
already reaching for first light.
In the dark I hear the heartbeat
of wet ground growing stronger,
inhale its sweet breath
all-around me releasing life.
Within every wildflower, a cosmos . . .
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Hope you got at least as much rain as the LA basin did.
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Right at an inch thus far this a.m. New lease on life. 🙂
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Whooohooo!
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Rain! What great news!
janet
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