(May it) Rain
Rain,
grey skies,
clouds
of darkness,
journeying
into the fall
of night,
thinking
of hidden stars,
of morning,
dawn,
and sunlight,
For I’m racing
between
the shadows,
homeward
bound,
dreaming
of daylight
a flower,
a gift of time,
for the beauty
of you
is forever
and found.
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