I am watching the meadow darken
(Shirley is walking
Getting her walk in before the rain)
The blue / gray clouds are pressing down
On the landscape
The air is thickening
The green of the grass and goldenrods
Is a luminous dark green
Darkening to almost black in the shadows
And there is no breeze
No leaf stirring
Just waiting
I am trying to be OK with this
I think I am
I think I will just not fight it
And let it rain