A Falling Rain

Rain falling on a pond;

tiny droplets dancing circles across its face.  

A silver sheet reflecting the gray sky, broken;

my dreams hidden beneath the sheen. 

I leave man’s world struggling in eddies behind me;

swirling in circles of its own. 

Peace speaks the silence that is born;

in deep dreams rising from this dawn. 

In my heart awakening from its sleep;

I taste the sweet rain falling.


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