Watching the rain fall off my black umbrella’s silver spines,
I see in each rain drop a reflection
of the slick streets and passing cars.
I see everything.
As you may know, today Fiona Robyn and Kaspalita are getting married. As a wedding present, they asked that others write a small stone for their wedding. I didn’t know if I was going to be able to contribute. But, lo and behold, a soggy wait at the bus stop ended up being an opportunity for brief mindfulness.