anticipation

after a warm day in April
the sky is gray-green
the air now cold

the light, diffused by clouds,
creates a gray radiance—
a circle of soft light around each window

we wait

for a coalescence
of temperature and moisture
to create a show of light and sound to entertain us

for the rain

for the whole of earth to crack open
and begin to sing
a Led Zeppelin song


(Did I throw it away right there? I was being serious…really, in a whimsical sort of way….I mean come on, imagine Immigrant Song the next time there’s a thunderstorm. :))