Rain - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Rain

Rain visits and rejuvenates
My cluttered thoughts.
Invigorated air imbued with promise.
Worries lessened drop by
Drop the pretense. Wavy
Lines on glass shifting
How I see. Step outside and
Look up, face tingling.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer