Reflections on Water

Water Water Everywhere

Let the sky open up

Drench us

Nourish us

Refresh us.

It has been two years since leaving our bucolic little village 

A village skirting the Chesapeake Bay

Home of yesteryear

Missed

Tonight as the sky bursts like a ripe watermelon

And seeds of rain scatter 

My thoughts return to this little village

Dotted with wharves

Strutting Cranes

Evening Fishermen in expectancy

Children climbing clouds on the seat of a swing.

Such a privilege to KNOW the mystery of the WATER.