each time we try to touch love
and feel it's essence
soaking.. drenching.. drowning us..
we feel the joy of the rain..
and life.. and freshness..
pelting us like countless darts
igniting our very soul into
lighting up.. with joy
and we dance.. and skip
clear laughter ringing all
around.. cleansing our very Being
with shards of ethereal rays
sparkling within and without
and we let go.. crumbling
forming.. and we feel whole..
alive.. as in awe we see
the meaning of life
alluringly swirl in the
palm of our hand..
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