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The Fresh Rain is New Love

by @carl-stevenson

The fresh rain is new love The sights, The sounds, The experience. And even thunder has its place, At first frightening, It shines its own beauty As the passion of love, beckoning for more rain. And the day after, in the soggy aftermath Is lasting love. A catalyst for life Through its nourishing waters. Rain is life, just as love is. Always present.
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