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  • Redwoods in Rain

    Redwoods In Rain

    Walking through redwoods in rain
    A cathedral drenched in water.
    Each branch bowing to earth
    Holding its rosary of droplets

    The incense of bay lingers as I pass
    Pungent in my nostrils, sacred and holy
    The forest sings a watery litany
    A canticle of drips and splashes

    Deer step gingerly through sodden ferns
    Silent monks on their way to prayer
    The trees repent of dead branches and needles
    In this annual baptism
    Confessions of the seasons past
    Litter the path before me

    I would carry this holiness with me
    Possess it for another time
    I stretch forth my hand in supplication
    But receive only a handful of rain.

    –Brigit, 2008
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