In this room with the rain outside,
the quiet rain, the peaceful rain,
In this room with rain outside,
the dark and isolating rain,
I gaze upon the paucity
of my day’s array
No plans for visits
and no compelling projects,
no urgent chores, no pressing obligations,
No reason not to feel the day’s enriching joy,
no easy avenue to find it
This I know:
My life is not comprised of my to-do lists.
This I know too:
Everything that can be present is,
and nothing that’s not present now
can ever be
So though the rain may hold me back
from some pursuits,
The day will still deliver its bright fruits.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 15, 2014
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