By Annette Pisano-Higley
When The Rain Stopped
Today the rain stopped, for a moment,
Yet, it did stop.
It left the air lighter, cleaner, brighter.
For a moment, I remembered
When the air was always that way.
Such a cherished remembrance,
Despite its inevitable, heartbreaking fragility,
And because of it.
Even fragility is a strength,
When all else seems to abandon,
When there are no promises.
Today, the rain stopped, for a moment,
And gratefully, breathlessly,
I welcomed that moment,
Of perfect peace.
Photo at top: Small island in lower Saranac Lake. Wikimedia Commons photo.