Photo taken March 27 in St. Paul right after the rain and just before the big fat flakes of snow began.
Not Pinprick nor Thorn
By Annette Marie Hyder
‘Raindrops dance’ on the tips of hedge branches
hang like chandelier crystals
and sparkle like heavens of stars
nesting in the undergrowth.
They are like legions of angels
on the points of fine needles*.
The sharpness here comes
not from pin prick or thorn
but from the beauty of the shining
in the rain
and the way the dancing raindrops
always make me think of you.
(NaPoWriMo day 14, poem 14)
*How many angels can dance on the point of a pin is a question that Scholastic philosophers of the late Middle Ages debated. They were wont to explore metaphysical fine points Source.