rain storm


	the cloud covered the mountain
	the steam rose from the hot tub
	all was wet and wild in this world
the storm moved on
~~~
palm trees sway
	in a crisp morning breeze
wind flows through my hair
	i feel so alive
		so vital
visions fill my mind
	of justice delayed
	worlds set back on course
i wonder at the beauty
	of clouds dancing with mountains
	of a sky so blue
		how delightful
no one knows how much i am loved
	how much i love in return
		sweet rapture
i marvel at a world cleansed by rain
	the layers of filth removed
how grand it all seems
this wonder of nature
	let it grow
Spirits 100920 2/1999



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