Poem: No Umbrellas

"In bulging clouds
that hide the mountain tops...
the rain waits...
It soon will wash clean...
the trees and stones below...
with no umbrellas
to stop their cleansing...
Perhaps...that is part of
our human problem...
In our fear we use
too many umbrellas...
to prevent us from being soaked...
in so doing...
making it difficult for us...
to be washed clean..."
.....................Quester.