Pouring rain and red earth
meet and mingle like lovers
Passion crazed in feverish haze
With the single mindedness
to end all that is oneself
To merge and know the other
This longing to destroy oneself
And to be delivered into the other.


What immortal hand did put them apart
Only to be put together as mortal pawns


Red earth and pouring rain
have met indeed not to lie as slush
To nourish life to life and keep dead-dead.
To become tree, flower or fruit
When this earth & sky kiss & copulate
This earth with life will populate
It is in this life that Divine celebrates.

Love & Grace