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Aug 2017
I like the sound of rainfall
as it ***** on the window pane.
I heard the noise of the wind
that follows the rain as it speeds
past me calling me out to dance,
whistling and singing to me as
if it wants to sooth and comfort me.
Taking a walk when the rain falls,
calms and nurtures my soul.
The beauty of heaven
sent down to cleanse us,
to bless mankind,
feeds our garden,
waters our crops.
I like the sound of the rain
falling on the roof tops.
And I heard it as it falls softly
on the leaves outside in my garden.
I can hear the grasshopper scampered
in shock to a place of safety to hide,
I saw the rain waters flowing down and
finding its path into the stream beyond.
I heard it cascading on the beach,
it flows toward the waters carrying
debris collected on its way to the ocean.
I listen to the rhythm of my heart beat,
And as my heart raced on its own
in embrace to the rainfall,
feeling free of all that besets me.
It washed off all my worries,
And the pain and hurts from the past,
they all melted away.
My mind is now stilled by the sound
of the rainfall ministering its melodious
healing songs as it falls on the rooftop.
Yes,I can hear the magical drum
of the rainfall beating out its rhythmic music,
Inviting and calling out to me.
And now I am going out into the rainfall
to answer the dance call.
©® Emeka Mokeme.2017,All rights reserved.
Emeka Mokeme
Written by
Emeka Mokeme  M/Nigeria
(M/Nigeria)   
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