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By Influence Date: 2005 Feb 01 Comment on this Work [[2005.02.01.02.20.30709]] |
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Eyes lifted towards the heavens Mesmerized by the blank sky; overcast and grey! Ears, erect to hear the sound of the turbulent winds all around; A solitary drop of water touches the earth... The weather forecast predicts a shower of rain today... Pitta! Patta! Oh hear it comes, You stand still, welcoming it as it pours over your skin... A cooling effect takes over you as you bask in the water surrounding you... You prance and dance, like kids play... Jovial laughter of the expounding joy you feel, fills your spirit with glee... The momentary freedom that bounds you, expels itself Exposes your innermost being; naked, translucent... Washing away the sins birthed within your soul... Alas, you hear the trumpet sound of the thunderous storm, Warning you of it's presence to flee... Saddened by your loss, you slowly run to your shelter, your safe haven. Yet the mystery and the secret of the sky above mystify your senses as you stare in silent wonderment! The clouds stir before your very eyes as nature's creation unfolds... Showers flow in an uproar, You sing as you go, "Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain!" Composed by: Rachael N. Collymore Completed @ 7:41pm Dated 15-01-05 |