Shifting

The day moves

in the contentment of rain,

and change that rolls through

like showers on the wind,

not unpredicted, still arresting

in the subtle fresh shifts

of clouds, of air

and shafts of sun

We stand here

in this singular moment

swift as rainfall,

and move on,

still present

as the landscape changes,

never the same again.

©Wendy Mulhern

May 3, 2014