Fall’s First Rain
A Poem
A symphony of droplets, soft and light
The cold wet air, a beautiful sight
In that hush of rain, my soul ignites
Fall’s first rain, a gentle rite
Leaves glisten, the breeze it cools
Raindrops quench their earthbound fuels
In this tranquil moment, all life renews
Fall’s first rain, a gift without refuse
Change is here, whispers the sky
Autumn’s sweet and gentle sigh
In this moment, solace lies
Fall’s first rain, a glorious high
A fragrance rises, earthy and sweet
The scent of Fall, a nose’s treat
Creating a world where senses greet
Falls first rain, the spirits meet
Rustling leaves, a soothing bane
Earth awakened from summer’s wane
Ready for autumn’s heavenly gain
In nature’s arms, Fall’s first rain
© Petra Clark
2023
Yesterday afternoon and into the evening, rain started pouring in…the day before the Autumn Equinox officially began. I am always in awe of water falling from the sky. I found it refreshing and peaceful, the start of a new season, ripe with wonder and curiosity. The change of seasons also has its own awe, the way the earth tilts and the way we orbit the sun, how changes like that, can change the entire landscape. I thought that the rain was a wonderful introduction, it was as if Autumn was saying its first hello.
