Tree-pose

Not another word about the weather!
Not even as a metaphor!
The rain cleanses the Earth until

it overflows the gutters.
I’m a sucker

for a mind that likes to swim
there.
—
Do you ever think of me drenched?
Dripping wet with a fever?
Sweating out old news while digging nails into uncharted nature?
My behavior tends to
favor
submission
as
inherent

but I can stand
tall
in
tree-pose

if the season allows it.