Does rain taste different
to plants and trees than
water from a garden hose?

Rain that knows sun-kissed clouds,
that’s held by currents of wind.
Consecrated in the body of sky
to bless the earth with holy communion.

Pure, unfiltered,
direct from above
like mystics, drunk
on a sip of the Source.

Held in cups of leaf hands
to toast the wine
of Nature’s blessing.