It’s been dry here for ages. The land is so parched.
And the trees are all wilting. The grass has turned gray.
That is what I don’t want. That is all clear to see.
Why I do want the rain is much clearer to me.
As I separate out my desire in this way,
To the tune of alignment my soul will have marched.
Why I do want the rain is because it does good
To all that which it drenches in lavish supply.
It does soak the ground well and makes healthy the soil.
If I think in the negative, I’m sure to spoil
Any chance of it raining for me lest I try
A divining type stick made of magical wood.
I can’t talk about how bad the drought is today
Then expect that some rain will come. That makes no sense.
I must accept the day, though it’s hot as can be
And stay focused on gratitude most heartfully.
I will gather momentum considered immense.
Then, I am the rainmaker who cherishes play.