The rain called to me today from my window.
My body heard its invitation and pleaded with me like a little kid over and over-
Can we go?  Can we?  Can we? 
Until I went. 

It didn't matter what I came up with to justify me staying behind the window.
I already knew how cool and refreshing it would be-
how cleansing and magical it would feel to close my eyes and look up-
how presently I could be with nature.

I had such respect for that pine tree whose branch called out for me to help it, as I turned to go in.
It being weighed down with a thousand droplets of water-
and it having seen me relieve neighboring branches,
invited me into its process.