Thursday, March 4, 2010

Wet Woods

This morning as I began to climb out of my deep cavern of sleep
I listened to the nearly silent sound of purring rain
The sound was so muffled, so soft that it barely existed
I lay there as still as possible wondering if what I heard was not just the rain falling,
But the sound of the trees and the earth soaking up the liquid as it fell from the sky
Could I actually hear the essence of the rain?
Could I hear the wetness?
Is wet only something we can see and feel? Is wet not allowed in the aural world of senses?
I think not.
This morning I heard the wet woods.

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