Curse not the rain —
Hear its song on
roof and window pane,
sweet upon the earth
Drink it through the soles
of your bare feet,
sip it from leaf and petal,
Wear it as a garment —
robe of mist, shawl of fog,
lined in silver
Place it as a circlet
upon your brow,
about your neck
Curse not the rain
as it cleanses, cools,
and nourishes —
The sun will come again.
–C.Birde
Nightjars & Damselflies 
You write so beautifully. Carrie, I just love this. Especially one who loves a rainy day!
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Thank you, Colleen! I suppose it’s obvious that I, too, love rainy days. I’ll have to share with you separately another beautiful poem about rain by Beatrice Goldsmith…!
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Yes, we have rain to thank for this incredibly lush summer. Thanks for the reminder!
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I wonder, sometimes, if the Rain could use a little cheering… 🙂
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What a wonderful way to describe the rain, this time of year is beautiful when it’s been warm and we have rain to clear the air….. Just love your work ⛅️
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Thank you, Jackie — I’ve always had a fondness for rainy days; so often, we forget how much beauty rain brings our way. 🙂
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Rain… I left Seattle three years ago. I miss the rain terribly, especially in the Fall. I would often get off the bus a few stops early so I could walk through it. That wonderful smell, and the lush green. I never understood why people saw it as a curse.
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I have always loved the rain, and yes, the smell in particular. Sometimes, I wonder if it’s due to humanity’s progress, which seems to remove us from nature, that has made us forget how lovely and necessary rain is. I don’t say this in a judgmental way, but in a curiosity about unintended costs and consequences. For my own part, I will continue to enjoy the rain. Maybe I should visit Seattle! 🙂
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