like the pooled rain
in the newly starting grass
we are both
passing through and a part of each other
Bubbles Become Ripples
A New Galaxy Appeared
in the puddle’s universe
Saturns abound
rings need no moon
All Of Autumn
taking place
in a puddle
on the ground
We Are Like
raindrops
in a puddle
essentially, eventually one
Cairn In The Rain
the sky cries
remembering
with us
February’s January Thaw
the melt
holds onto
raindrops’ drop
Rain Pond
on quenched earth
rain becomes
reflections of the day
