Sunday 26 August 2007

Rain


Raindrops, they fall, clouds so high,
To fill with wetness everything dry,

falling, what appears alone, they wonder "why?"

re-united on the ground they realise....



There are some things they cant see, these eyes;

all alone and falling from the skies,

somethings are unknown for a while,

for they're, far beyond a mile,



though some answers seem hard to find,

they're revealed by the passing of time.....




Pure water droplets on a fresh green leaf,

the crisp sound of rain fills me with peace,

the moist cool breeze, it kisses my face;

the smell of the mud feels like natures embrace,

splashing in the mud as a little boy,

only the rain can bring this unparalelled joy....




But to bring me this joy the clouds do collide,
the lightning, it lashes,like a whip in the sky,



the thunder it roars like the rage of the heavens,
often goes unseen, the sacrifice,
happiness and love need fear and despice...




There are somethings they cant see these eyes,
all alone and falling from the skies,
somethings are unknown for a while,
till revealed by the passing of time....

ThinkingInfinity.

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