Rain

June 17, 2009
I can see the rain…
I feel its cool touch shower away all of my pain,
I can hear the rain…
The subtle tears from the sky give birth to forest below,
I can taste the rain…
As I drink from a calm stream growing ever stronger,
I can smell the rain…
The overwhelming aroma drives me ever closer to the vicious yet generous seas
I can touch the rain…
I have found peace of mind and bliss as I walk deeper and deeper,
I hate the rain…
I must always rely on its kiss of life to quench my thirst,
I love the rain…
For it has showed me salvation,
I have become the rain…
And I am free…





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