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


may open to the delirious embrace

of the silver shadowed


that my deep longing streams

be replenished

and able to nourish

in an ebullience of star-spray

this earth.