Rain


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1. Rain

The rain falls but onto the hidden ground,

Churning up unbroken earth,

Scent and roar, as the floor she doth so pound,

And pouring, and soaring from falling birth.

How she doth race through unnatural odds,

Merge and be merged with, never alone.

Sister of snowflakes given by the gods;

Individual and never a clone.

But with the seasons weather she doth turn

To a most unforgiving icy heart,

Bites and claws so deep, your own heart doth burn-

Pain doth admire her faces silver art.  

           Her song is stronger than the sands of time;          

           My faith in her hands, promise hers in mine.

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