Angels of Mercy

What a singular fact for an angel visitant to this earth to carry back in his note-book, that men were forbidden to expose their bodies under the severest penalties! - Thoreau

raindrops

psalms, proverbs and revelations of truth

open hymnals of divinity drag racing down my window pane

which isn't lame

which doesn't limp with a cane

which doesn't pretend or feign

which doesn't leave a burnt-rubber, tire-mark stain

which one won't crash with disdain

for better or worse

which has the best power burst

which doesn't need to be coddled and nursed

which is cursed

which will quench my soul's thirst

which is more rehearsed

which is faster, smoother and far better versed

which one will cross the finish line first

Author's Note

"In the midst of a gentle rain while these thoughts prevailed, I was suddenly sensible of such sweet and beneficent society in Nature, in the very pattering of the drops, and in every sound and sight around my house, an infinite and unaccountable friendliness all at once like an atmosphere sustaining me, as made the fancied advantages of human neighborhood insignificant, and I have never thought of them since." - Thoreau