The morning’s soft rain,
heralded by wind chimes
at the open south window,
conversed about by crows,
welcomed by waiting seedlings,
settled in cozy,
the outside air still warm enough
to allow it the run of the house,
the gentleness of May
embracing the quiet wetness
as fully as it yesterday
embraced the sun.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 23, 2014