What gives it power makes it change its mind <br />At each extreme, and lean its rising rain <br />Down low, first one and then the other way; <br />In which exchange humility and pride <br />Reverse, forgive, arise, and die again, <br />Wherefore it holds at both ends of the day <br />The rainbow in its scattering grains of spray. <br /> <br /> <br />Anonymous submission.<br /><br />Howard Nemerov<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beautiful-lawn-sprinkler/
