In Praise of the Rain

bringer of water, quencher of thirst.

the rain drifts down around me.

neither hurried or rushed, just steady.

a mist growing on my hair.

and the flowers are growing

at exponential rates.

shooting up with each drop drunk.

yes, drunk with the glee of sun and light...

...breaking through the rain,

giver of life, lighter of the way.

a reminder to give thanks

in praise of the rain.

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