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A quite sound reaches my ears.
Water upon water,
the sound is near,
it’s here.

A drop kisses my skin.
I wonder,
is it a sin,
to love the water?

I watch the water strike the ground.
It falls,
it falls all around
making such a beautiful sound.

There is a puddle.
Nearby I huddle.
This is where the sound comes,
water upon water.

I watch the water fall.
Little ringlets ripple
from where the small drop fell
into the puddle.

I open my mouth,
tongue stuck out.
A drop falls from the south
onto my waiting taste buds.

I know it’s just water,
but it tastes so sweet
like the joy of a hundred centuries.
Don’t you believe me?

And it smells like the forest
after a storm.
I can smell the pine
and the essence of time.

Rain is a magic
no wizard can master.
Rain is a joy
no imagination can muster.

Rain falls.
Rain rises.
Rain falls and the rises
only to fall again with a new memory.



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Powd3er said...
Feb. 9, 2010 at 11:42 am:
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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maki:p replied...
Feb. 11, 2010 at 8:11 pm :
Thanks for your feedback. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I will take a look at some of your peoms.
 
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