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Jan 2017
Shadows play a gentle game
and the departing tide moves slowly
a bird finds shelter where it may
from the falling sky, wet heavy cloud
a drink for all thirsty life to flourish
when it rains, it rains for everything
animals, plants, and people,
I give thanks for the rain, so beautiful
a shower, a storm, and the rainbow.
Written by
nivek
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