The Pale Teal

I was reading and then the rain came;


Fast with no regard for the neighbors outside.


Melodic chai lifted the pale teal even though


Roars floated aloft and I hadn't been graced


With a lightning show that would astonish me.


So I returned to read while intently listening


To the steady rainfall that dutifully watered my


Potted herbs and the weeds in the yard.