When I sit on the porch And it's raining around My fingers get stiff Each letter the nail found Is a lucky happenstance For the joints are unwilling Yet I stay in outside Listening to the birds Surrounded by raindrops Waterfalling off the leaves Seeking the feeling Of natural yes That denies all the no's For that is rain The clouds saying yes To the plants yea-verily Bound up tenets Floral fauna sharily Monsoon this is not But blanket wrapped me Non-tropical barely-storm A meandering sea