I am uncovered in the rain.
the colors of the world wash
brighter, sharper, cleaner, warmer.
my hair is a river down my back,
my feet are bare—my toes squelch
with mud and bruise the grass.
I smell the glow of spring.
I feel it—the water hitting me,
covering me, running through me,
it drips down my face and to my tongue—
the taste clear and salty on its way down my throat.
my blood calls out in a steady beat,
the memory of the sea shaping the shore.
I am nothing but water.
I could evaporate, join the thunderhead,
touch every tree, every petal, every blade of grass,
empty myself in all the seas of the world.
I am the river, the sea, the cloud, the rain,
the woman with bare feet, uncovered in the rain,
watching the world renew.
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