Rain

When it rains like this

on a day like today

It makes me smile

and I think of the earth drinking it in

each blade of grass is like the little pink tongue of a kitten

lapping up milk

or of a small child

drinking lemonade on a hot sunday afternoon

I open my mouth

and point the chute toward the sky

the glowering gray plane

random drops ping in scattered places

but if the clouds lumber heavily enough

I will soon feel the drips plunk into my mouth

and roll with the coldness of the sky

down the back of the my throat,

the wetness soothes

the sky cascades down too big to fit in my mouth

and quench my thirst

so it sends down pieces, 

messenger drops to say

"I will satiate you. Drink your fill."

and along with the earth, I do.