Now is time to get to work
To believe in the whole of each person’s worth
To sow the seeds of content and accord
To breach the wall of fears and tears
The first great rain of the season
carries great weight and purpose.
The first rain washes away
the shroud of haze and dust
from the everlasting California Summer.
I walked the Midtown streets in search of meteors tonight
But of course how foolish was I
For the city sky was much too bright
Still, the evening air was a cool delight
And I did find glowing orbs hung up high