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THE SCENT OF BEGINNINGS

By:  lilcath

Rain,
time is locked
no past
no future

Present
and I am present
smelling the freshness
feeling the gentle breeze
soaked in solitude

Here
not worrying
not wishing
not wanting
delighting in being

Rain
baptises the earth
born again
new
fresh
clean
as I am
child of the earth