The joy of a muddy puddle after a rain and

Spider webs stretched out on the grass waiting to dry.

Rain makes tree trunks darker on west facing sides with

Moss growing toward the north.

Forest fallen leaves flattened by winter’s snows awaken after the spring rain and

Crisp morning air envelopes the crystal blue sky of a new cloudless day.

Dawn brings a new world each and every morning, while

Night’s darkness hides the transformation from yesterday to today.

The world of this moment is a different world from yesterday’s,

From an hour ago, from a moment ago.

It all is in flux, all impermanent but dependable in its trustworthy impermanence and

Therein lays the joy of a muddy puddle after the rain.