Steady rain

Steady rain

Falling in September

Whether seasonal spring shower

Or autumn squall

Is only a matter

Of geography

We are housebound

But the outlook

Can be different

With the promise

Of another day

Opening into summer

Closer to the earth

Am I

When the grass

Lies between my toes

The sky above my head

A certain kind of freedom

Flows between

The inside and the out

When restrictions

Are removed

Steady rain

Falling in September

Sings its own song

You can hear it

Differently between

One ear and the next

There is a world

Of wonders

Waiting

To be discovered

In the space

Allotted to a raindrop

The noise

Of every splash

The splatter on the ground

The pattern

Neither matrix

Nor random

Defies explanation

Small details become

More than a matter

Of geography

The angle of incidence

More than mere geometry.