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Thursday, November 1, 2012

Rain Feet




Floating inside and all around
Like silent clouds
Lurking, luscious and labile
Love and life, like light
They surround us
All the yells, the prayers
Wanting to be heard
Waiting to be seen
To be held in some heart
Where do they go?
Why do they come?
We never ask
Because
When it rains
When it pains
Under the thunder
Under the lightening
Under nobody's umbrella
All that we wish to do
At times most
Is stand on thy feet
Strong

-R-