It rains a lot in Western Oregon. Until this weekend it has been a wet few weeks. One can hear a good deal of whining about the weather by this time of year. For me, I just roll with it. Knowing we are having adequate rainfall and an average snowpack provides comfort to me in these times of “climate insecurity.” The lakes will fill, the Salmon will have water to run in and a myriad of creatures and plants will be happy in the dry months yet to come.
Song of the Earthworms
The earthworms sing about rain
While we complain
Jolly songs as they move the soil
With their soft heads
Seeking the sweet aroma of decaying matter
Until they hear the drops fall
Turning to deluge
They turn their sleek, tubular bodies skyward
Toward the light
Emerging from their soil home
To languish in the freedom
Of puddled water laying on the earth
I love this Alanna. You celebrate the humble earthworm that is so often overlooked. I posted a poem about earthworms a couple of years ago that you might enjoy: https://intentionalinterplay.wordpress.com/2016/04/15/salvation/
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I think we both enjoy the “things that fly & lie beneath!”
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