Today I listened to the rain
Pouring green new energy and balm
Welcome spring of new ideas
Timeless gift to stir my muse.
Seeping deep into my soul
Water floods and lifts my art
Trickles with a gift of words
Fills the cracks, restores me.
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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Oh boy, this speaks to me! I can hear that rain! lovely xxx
Yes. Summer rain is refreshing. And we had more today. 🙂
Ahhhh yes! The new season is in the air and it is pleasing 🙂
Yes, Christy. It is a delight.