The Rain
As the rain falls outside my window in various shades of grey,I notice that the world is much cleaner and the doubts and fears are simply gone away.
For just one instant there is no thought of war, pain, or death
Only the beauty of the earth and the tears that dance from mother nature's vest.
As I stand in the curtain of thousands of clear diamond strands, I notice that I am once clean, twice clean,..... clean once again.
My worries are washed away, as well as my tears are unseen,
I am normal, not dangerous, beautiful, not stained,
I am whole once again...
And its all because of the rain.
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