I like the rain
A mist blanket
Against the pain-
The world.
It washes pain away
Everything follows as plants bend to the hour-
Man scattering at the call.
If you stand under the rain
It's a liberating experience; one people yearn once time stops in envisioning that freedom-
Go?
We'd smile to the sky and feel
One with the earth as the force
of rain pelts down and presses bare soles to
Soil moist and dirt
Pure.
This is the only time we're recentered
with the World
Think
About the unbroken connection with the
Heavens and the tears don't look so lonely anymore-
Connected as we are to eternity
There is only freedom.
A/N: Edited- 18 November, 2019
Kenya: the Late Rainy Season
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Ambience (Poetry Book 2)
PoetryRandom thoughts from different moments on various things for infinite reasons. This is my second book of poetry with the first, "Poems of the Atmos". Unless mentioned otherwise, none of the photos are mine. The book cover was made by me with Canva a...
