I live in Northern California, where the rain
Often comes from the Gulf of Alaska.
That’s a long way to go for rain.
I wonder if the journey is weary.
In life, my passion for the things
That govern my deeds
Often comes from my stomach.
It’s large, and I am a passionate man.
So here I am, on a wet December morning
In California’s great northern valley.
And I am rained in, and the passion
Tells me, “Run, get out in the rain!”
17 Dec 2018
23 Apr 2019