Rains and the smell of wet earth remind us that the growing season upon us. Gardens, pastures and fields are lush with growth. New life is under way. It is a blessing to live in a rural community among farmers and livestock producers. The rain, the earth, the sunshine and the people enrich life.
Langston Hughes paints a word picture with his poem, “In time of silver rain”.
In time of silver rain
In time of silver rain The earth Puts forth new life again, Green grasses grow And flowers lift their heads, And over all the plain The wonder spreads Of life, of life, of life!
In time of silver rain The butterflies lift silken wings To catch a rainbow cry, And trees put forth New leaves to sing In joy beneath the sky As down the roadway passing boys And girls go singing, too, In time of silver rain When spring And life are new.
Poem © From Collected Poems of Langston Hughes (1994), published by Alfred A Knopf Inc. With permission from David Higham Associates Ltd.
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