Everything in it's Right Place.

All the living things are singing. I wish I could be a child again and dance in this rain that falls like pure goodness on us all. My one cricket is not chirping tonight and I like to imagine that he is damp and happy somewhere, drinking up the water that has come from nowhere, his little cricket belly fat and full. I am grateful for my cricket friend, for breath, for memory, for the past and the future. I am grateful that life is worth it, everything is alive now for this moment, everything around me will someday die, but right now, it is everything.