Raindrops
keep falling
The
whole world be my adventure,
feel
the wetness on my skin.
I
climb aloft every mountain,
watch
clouds bursting open again.
Torrents
of precipitation crash,
and
fill the craggy mossy nook.
The
power of nature scares me,
as
the thunder mountains shook.
Time
rolls slowly, ambling along,
a
wilderness comes so fresh alive.
All
presence of the moment,
will
help me and my heart survive.
The
storm is beyond breaking,
it
claustrophobicises the world below.
But
once it's cleansed Ionosphere,
new
growth all life will show.
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