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Sometimes in our lives, we face trials so intense that we no longer wish to express the colors, words, or melodies that bloom within us each day. Yet the surge of energy from our souls, brimming with love, cannot be permanently contained by the fragile, temporary dam of the mind, which eventually bursts forth under the sheer force of our creative beings...

Rain Had Come

Rain in Mountain - Photo de Ahmet Yüksek ✪: https://www.pexels.com/fr-fr/photo/moment-de-the-agreable-sous-la-pluie-a-seydisehir-28682307/

Rain had come
then, more gently, the mist
no mountains remain
only phantom crests
jagged with tree silhouettes.
Like a refugee on the doorstep
sipping hot tea
I watch the embers slowly die
the forest's scent grows ever more heady.
The sky roars
a first flash
then lightning strikes so close
that it makes me jump…
I'm drenched in tea.

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