Posts Tagged rain
rain is required
Posted by Daniel in the good, the observations on July 28, 2010
Nothing grows without the rain. It washes away. It nourishes. It sustains life. Anyone who isn’t enjoying the rain is either dead or finding it through some other, filtered, managed, controlled means.
So that’s the question: How do you want your rain? How do you want your life? Filtered, packaged in a bottle with a pretty label, and costing more than many people have for all of their sustenance for an entire week? Or straight out of the sky, scooped out of rivers, falling down your face, and dripping off the ends of your hair, mixed in with fits of laughter, impromptu races where the winner doesn’t matter, and faded t-shirts clinging to the heaving, breathing, living, satisfied chests of children?
the next best thing
Posted by Daniel in the good, the understanding on February 21, 2010
new york calls to me in rain drops and puddles–
the pit pat tapping call to something more.
like your name on my lips, each pause intended.
each drop more important than the last.
but I know your song.
I know its volume and its capacity to fill.
it is not the rain which never ceases.
I am not suited by a place.
home is not tangible.
yet it is so easily described by tangible things.
things like you, new york.
and the next best thing.