Deep Rain Dreams

Deep Rain Dreams

Parched soil

I thirst for this night’s quiet wetness

that I may feel its fragrance

its cool breath

seeping into my aquifer caverns

that all my shriveled

heart-springs

may open to the delirious embrace

of the silver shadowed

light

that my deep longing streams

be replenished

and able to nourish

in an ebullience of star-spray

this earth.