Everlasting – a poem by Brian Kates


A single raindrop falls, 
seeps through grass
and soil and rock,
is pulled by the sunlit hand of God
into thirsty roots, up, up,
up through xylem and stoma 
into the womb of a cloud,
to be born again, life everlasting
beyond the reach of priest or prayer 

Brian Kates holds a Pulitzer Prize, George Polk Award and Daniel Pearl Award for Investigative Reporting. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Spirit Fire Review, Paterson Literary Review, Broadkill Review, Banyan Review, Third Wednesday, Common Ground and other journals. He lives with his wife in a house in the woods in the lower Hudson Valley.

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