Rain is most often a gift nourishing the growing life of the earth. But I'm grateful too for all of its other facets and intricacies, its frights and its serenities, the foreign secrets and whisperings of its motion and coming, the person of its presence. It speaks, it gestures, it indicates, and I sense the universe, I sense myself, anew.
— Pattiann Rogers, God Is Love by Brian Doyle