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May 2020
Peering from my window as the Heavens begin to leak
Trickles form a raindrop sliding slowly out of sight
Such an amazing sense of wonder this thing we call rain
Where is it that it comes from as I see no end in the sky
As such a wetness falls upon us and into the ground to dry
Is it the angels crying tears, no this can’t be
For there is no pain or sorrow just love and happiness of a place open and free
Where does the rain fall from as the clouds appear to be fluffy and bright
And why is it with the rain comes thunder and lightening Roaring with all its might
Such a mysterious force of nature or An act of God per say
The floors of heaven will open and wet Gods land today
Mother nature’s mystery
Written by
Kim Essary
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