Monday, May 18, 2009
Trickling Rain
Upon the final drops of
trickling rain
the sigh from your
unspoken pain
is offered to the
world's spirit
An ancient carriage
A timeless aftermath
Still raw and undefined
Caught in water that shall
purify and nourish
Earth Mother
and all her offspring
So that you
and I
are consecrated again
in trickling rain.
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