Steady rain, steady love

    As sure as rain

That falls into the ebbing year

With pools for our reflection

When the ripples clear

As sure as rain

That summons windshield wipers’ thrash

And vigilance in traffic

As the trucks’ sprays blast

The hypnotic, droning rhythm

That propels us on toward night

And the dampening of leaves

Impelled, thus, to their final flight

As sure as rain

This law:

That steady love

Poured out in constant stream

With no concern for consequence, no shame

Or thought what it may seem

Will call the same.

©Wendy Mulhern

November 23, 2011

Music in background: Sprinkle to Rain by Isaac Shepard