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First rain, autumn


The trees are red and yellow, still –
panting for wet. Their silence hurts me.

One fruit tree in the city-orchard
mistakes fall for spring,
blossoming out of season.
As dawn broke today
also the skies broke and fell.

Ahhhhh – rain!

I give thanks, bowing to the skies
on behalf of the trees.        —Mary Elyn Bahlert, 2014

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