A Gift Fom Heaven
See the thick rain falling from the invisible clouds,
lose yourself in its rhythmical and pelting sounds:
open wide your palms: its a gift from Heaven...
that gift you never asked since you were born!
Hear it beating hard on your window as you sleep,
hug a soft pillow and dream of a rainbow to come;
by bright morning, each rose awakening will weep:
pick any color you think it's beautiful and awesome!
Lonely dreamer, drift on currents of scented breeze going past
wild meadows and daffodils fields yellower than spring sunshine...
while hills below greener than grass, wave like willows in a tempest;
rain slowly tampers off, showing patches of blue : its finally sunrise!
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