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Spread the Word

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Gail Wright, MD

Contributor's Note

I was born and raised on the Eastern Shore of Maryland into two clans of dairy farmers and a culture of storytelling.  I am an outdoorswoman and am energized by the natural world. This poem came to me while I was listening to gentle rainfall from the coziness of my home and recalling quiet walks in the woods. The lovely sound of the rain on the roof called to mind moments when everything in the world feels aligned.  This poem is a prayer of gratitude for those tiny moments of grounding and peace.

Raindrops

Vol 6: Iss 2, Poetry

A closeness 
like the stillness 
in the forest 
in the rain 

when you have just the right gear 
for warm hands and feet 

hearing only your own breath
and the raindrops
as you walk,
knowing the way,
though you have never come this way before

A closeness 
like the stillness
in this house
in the rain

Warmth
on a grey drizzly day

Inside
curled up
nestled in
cozy 

softy blanket
good book
fleece socks
silence

Held gently
in the soft patter
of the raindrops