Big patches of sky blue

Behind the sunlit clouds,

And then a few sparse drops of rain fell,

While the west wind blew.

I stood with the sun 

And the rain on my face

And said, “This is a Holy Place,

Where sun and rain come together as One.”

And there was no rainbow in the skies,

But only the knowledge that dropped 

And splashed in the bottom of my heart,

And so I asked the cosmos for its grace,

And the very next day, my Love,

I encountered you.

-jenn