decades on end, I remember a sojourn
in Tennessee where it seemed to rain daily.
Lovely! Delightful! A thing to be savored.
Few there shared my glee.
Days of baking sun, centennial temperature,
oppressive heat... Waiting for heat-induced clouds
to pour blessed cooling, welcome rain.
When will we learn to be content whatsoever?
How do we recognize commonplace blessings,
the joys of ordinary? How do we make gratitude
habitual?
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