Creation Heals

Dew drop dripping down
Slips from emerald leaf, falls
Heavy to the ground

Hitting slate below
Cold and grey as dewy sky
Yet hard, green with moss

Ker plunk, drip, plop, splat
Each drop with a unique voice
Drums a calming hum

Creation carries
On, a pattern all its own
Outside my window

Unaware that my
Heavy heart receives each drop
Like a healing balm

Good for Me 12.30.06