Does the rain pour,
Gently weeping,
Dropping from the willows leaves
So it can form pools for the children to play in,
Or does it fall
Kissing the faces of angles
To produce the beauty of a rainbow,
Does the rain fall from heaven?
Is the fog there to mask the beauty of raindrops?
Hidden behind a cloak lye the tiny diamonds
Stuck to the blades of grass that dance within the wind,
Beauty is unveiled by the sun
As everything shimmers
Awake to start a new,
Does the rain pour,
Gently weeping
Used to wash away our yesterdays,
Or does it fall
Playing a song against the windowsill
To sound the beginning of today.
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