Monday, January 17, 2011

Life By Water

Sweet Rain, pouring on Street
black, lacking in country Dust
soft, with fragrance as perfume

Caring Cloud, bathing the Tree
green, laden with fresh Fruit
ripe, with taste as nectar

Loving River, meeting the Ocean
blue, pregnant with water Life
waiting, as for mother's milk
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