Rain’s Bad Rap
So simple
Creation's reflective minuscule
Gathering force at will
Sprinkling nourishment
Sharing its cleansing
Wanting only growth
Such is the mission
Of Nature's most immaculate
The raindrop
Carrier of so many purposes
Inculpable its essence
Being not of calamitous desire
Yet collected by forces undesired
Often Tropical disturbance
Or typhoons
Hurricanes
So faultless
Its guilt
While we admonish it presence
Water spotting our car washes
Spoiling our vacation weekends
Plummeting our gardens
We ignore its due respect
Perhaps...
Embracing the small creature-less life
Might enable this E. T. of Nature's family
Dreaming only of making our lives better
A supportive existence among
Its dedicated landscape
Still
We argue its overwhelming presence
Even as its ancestors of Arctic and Antarctic
Plead for genealogical respect
We continue to deny its nemesis
Man's natural self-destruction
Trying to hide behind inept rationale
For some
So easy to deny
For all
Impossible to avoid
Lovable it is
If only Man acknowledges
It’s paradoxical gift.
Yet we are selfish creatures who think that rain should not fall when we have our special events and that we should build along waterways that will eventually flood. And even then, after a flood, ask the government to rebuild our structures so they will be flooded again in the future.
Ron