27-04-07
The once empty ground,
Upon which a human mind
Wrought an idea,
Awaits heaven’s miracle:
Rain.
The once empty ground,
Slowly filling with the idea
Of undiscovered beauty,
Waits for heaven’s gift:
Rain.
The once empty ground,
Filled now with half-formed flowers
And unsprouted seeds,
Finally reaps the reward of its patience:
Under the rain.













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