A big storm is coming, finally
As I veer off the Grizzly Bluff
Onto my favorite jogging path,
Dodging Sword Ferns,
Dancing around Spruce
Guarding Zipporah's Pond.
A Banana Slug Derby
Runs blissfully amok,
Blessed by first rains
Drenching forest floors,
Teasing the senses
Of all who roam
Aimlessly fulfilled.