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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Rain, Partial transcendence though a small sliver of heaven on earth. Condensed droplets of dew, Crystal gold, diamond refraction. Needs no help, accomplishes purity by merely being, Transcends touch, Refreshing rivers rush over red eyes, purity melds with the impure offering as rain spills in, pools, and tries to barricade, to engulf the openings in a bubble of condensed drops, to muffle the shrill words flowing from the adjacent opening, block out the noise, the screeching metal on metal, voice on voice against glass eardrums and a weathered heart... The pure proceeds along its fall, down the hanging, lifeless strands and drip... no longer gracing us with its connection, its rivers run on, off to greater depths, drip... past the melancholy Where hands cant stretch, where hands cant see, where hands cant reach what they cannot destroy Realizing our place, hovering on borrowed bunches of feathers, yet unearned, above and below the dewdrops of heaven A luminescent army showers the undeserving with their warriors, Into the ultimate collection of knickknacks, jump through a mind, Peer into the cavern at her center, They watch, and wait through her eyes... Complete transcendence... Mended gateways to the soul emit sparks of crystal gold light, A rare crescent moon tugs at the opening emitting nothing but breath and an unearthly noise, by the soft touch of healing drops... Responses of unhindered impulse, Feel the bubbling, benevolent sensations bursting out in sweet melodies The drops flung in every direction, tendrils of absorption bracing for the impact as her limbs spin, listening to the pull of her internal orchestra Healed, held, harmonizing with the dewdrops from heaven
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