The morning rain sounded soft on the lawns
And pattered on the windows and sills
So steady as to seem everlasting, like grace
And sweet as a lullaby.
The morning was dark as winter
This second day of summer
This day after the solstice
The clouds covered us over
Like a cool sheet
Offering more rest, extra rest
Reminding, as the Earth was replenished
He giveth to his beloved as they sleep.