Abstract
It is raining again. Your penetrating wet coat Caresses the body of the bare penurious trees With warmth and love. Your pendant ringlets tinkle In the calm morning freshness Proclaiming life With each trivial drop. Slithering from leaf to stem Your comforting arms Encompass the lonesome trees With a fleece of regenerating security. And even though you are cursed and blessed, You feel no pain or lust but Reside in your commitment To give what you have Allowing life to continue. It is raining again.
Recommended Citation
Oyck, Brian
(1974)
"A RAINY DAY (Response to Topophilia),"
The Geographical Bulletin: Vol. 8:
Iss.
1, Article 4.
Available at:
https://digitalcommons.kennesaw.edu/thegeographicalbulletin/vol8/iss1/4