Konza Prairie Rain

First one here.

-Konza Prairie Rain-

In the Kansas spring, clouds
conspire and pour their life
out on the Konza Prairie:

Covenants are formed where
light and water meet; arcs
in color--
Sweet scent of damp earth
rises, past dead and
dying creatures, Alive.
Dirt becomes mud, giving
sight to a world, reconciled.

Mice, deer, bugs
Bluestem, Indian, Switch
grass--
You. Me.
Dying embers from
recent fire-- The rain falls
impartial
on all creation--
Clouds return white.

The last drops
fall--
bend the tall grass
back--

Father. Son. Holy Ghost.