It Was After the Rain
for the Autumnal Equinox
After all the rain
monsooning through the day,
cascading through the leaves
of the still—green—
with-Summer trees.
That gave way
late afternoon
to re-appearing sun,
rain-cooled air,
returning birds
and their flying songs.
That inspired slow-driving
past sturdy New England
houses struck white
with slanting first-Fall light,
out to the ocean waves.
And being surprised, there,
walking barefoot by the sea,
by the heavens revealing
their higher splendors
in luminous, voluminous clouds
of spun gold and rose,
flaming orange, saffron.
Clouds from creation
myths, dreams, other worlds.
And below them,
on the horizon,
a Great Rainbow
rising from the sea,
in visible, invisible
and untouchable colors.
Prisming into the sky.
Into the lustrous clouds.
Into the eyes and spirits
of all of us beholding
with wordless wonder
this rare fanfare
for the Equinox
and the unfolding,
on Earth,
of Autumn.
Colin Goedecke
Weekapaug, Rhode Island
22 September 2022
