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Waiting for Rain
White vapor, turns grey,
builds over the mountains.
Invisible hand stirs the
atmospheric pot. Air, water
particles swirl. Everything
coagulates, coming together
toward one desire. Rain.
The land so parched,
years of thirst in the air
for more living, more
moisture in the soil,
more greenery, more sprouting,
more food from seeds, berries,
flowers. More rabbits to feed
raucous parties of coyotes.
More bears from quiet
mountain to descend, risk
contact with our cars,
speed, noise, garbage,
rushed time of human living.
The sky roused, rumbles.
A current of coolness makes
silver dollar-sized Quaking
Aspen leaves quiver.
Everything waits for showering
refreshment, arroyos to fast-run
as rivers, for the return of wild
grasses' sweet smell.
Everything wants fulfillment.
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