In the dry time you may hear
the high conversational click of seeds
shoulder to shoulder
camaraderie of waiting
quiet comment of ticking down rain sticks
rolling in rattles, patient in stasis
When the water comes and soaks them through
washes off their inhibitors, you may hear
their oscillating excitement
Brownian tremors, the movement within
uncontainable high of expansion
lift of life.
©Wendy Mulhern
June 1, 2011
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