last day of march

the skies opened and rain the size of nickels bounced off the thirsty ground
(this gift about a minute and a half after i started the lawnmower!)
now there are crystal water drops on the tips of swollen buds and branches
and the greens are brilliant
it is a time of newness..
birds, peepers, flowers
a time to plant seeds
and practice faith

here we are into the month of march

in like a sparrow, out like a raven?

or some such thing
last night/early this morning
i had a wonderful dream
as i witnessed four birds
ride the backs of one another
in size, from very small to quite large
then in some unspoken/unsong moment
they tumbled into a free fall/dive
and i was there with them!

we arrived back from our annual 'pilgrimage' to the baja sur,
this time spending most of a month in la paz,
a lovely city
full of sounds, sights,
smells and some new tastes.