Below is the poem entitled Invisible Fingers which was written by poet
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I close my eyes and feel the cool wind against my skin.
I capture the scent of nature, the sign that rain is to begin.
The clouds darken before my eyes.
A comfort, a peace I allow in, as I sigh.
I start to feel a tingling sensation pulsing through me.
Like invisible fingers massaging my cares and worries away so I can be free.
These invisible fingers appear to guide my thoughts.
Thoughts of past and present and how to be a better me based on what I was taught.
I feel the first drop of rain against my face.
I feel the drop flow to my lips as I taste.
My heart quickens as the rain pours.
I feel the invisible fingers merge with mine as my blood pumps from the core.
I tilt back as the rain flows over my head.
My mind in a state of peace, nothing more to be said.