The pounding water flowing downward,
driving away from the world, washing the world.
Inside are the endless events as the chilly rain falls.
New growth cycles and flows through the waters.
Can it be dawning light that is reaching,
When will I find a moment for my soul,
To be reborn in life’s everlasting waters.
A young seedling springs from the earth.
The rains power’s the earth,
a way of life and the force of it.
The rain drives the revitalization of the earth.
Alaina
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