The thunder fastens a voice to the sky
The first drop of rain says goodbye
Others let go the clouds, still in flight
Their laughter and pitter-patter our delight
Oh, Rain, be savior from the drought
Thunder, forgive us our trespassing
Love, deliver us from fear amassing
Peace, rise with Forgiveness, come soaring...
So be it...
© 2016 Mark Richard Prime 


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