The beauty of a rainy day: walking
under one umbrella, our arms around
each other’s waist as we’re watching, talking
about nature’s nourishing us—how ground
caresses water, stores it for our earth
and cells. We step in rhythm: Shower
dance
we both quip at once and laugh, your smile worth
a galaxy, your laughter heaven’s chance
at surviving storms. How symbolic this
semi-globe which shelters us, like a dome
of heaven meant just for two. Shall we kiss
and seal our curved roof’s compact, call our home
this flexible tool designed to fold, unfold
and protect, prepare us for a life untold?
Roger Armbrust
February 12,
2013
