To Stay

To stay,

to truly stay—

despite the broiling storm,

to linger,

to surrender,

and awaken

to the pregnant gap

between each breath

each particle dancing

each raindrop

alive

between each idea

the rain of thought

evaporates into mystery

where the rose and the sky,

the tree branch and the clouds

merge into the ether

that holds everything

vertiginous, translucent veils of rain

fall earthward,

into a crashing wet encounter

with the horiginous, parched soil

releasing the song of creation

—Lorena Wolfman (2020, 2025)