So pristine each drop wrapped tenderly
by clouds as air into water processed.
Why a diamond shaped of natures play
or of gravity earth awaits, greedily
life yearned for its fall from grace.
Longing for its purity Man restless,
salivating for the angelic virgin to descend.
Unspoiled, unsoiled, sweetness itself only
God can create, a gift free not for man alone
but every...
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