The Power Of Rain - Kendra Morgan (highly recommended books TXT) 📗

Rain,
The shudder of flowers,
The dance of wind,
It’s quiet bliss.
The tears of angels,
The roar of the lions,
We hide not from fear.
The gray in mornings,
The dew on grass,
The ever coldness,
It always comes back.
The strike of time,
The magic wand,
Today has gone.
The silver bows,
The glitter falls,
Clouds swirl us around.
The drop of gold,
The genies lamp,
A wish you grant.
The summer’s flowers,
The winter’s harsh,
Seasons unchanged to be new.
The cry of eagle,
The august grass,
Wonder of puzzlement,
That’s reached from beyond.
The one small word,
That means too much.
The swell of feelings,
From your bond,
A gift well given,
Better hold on.
The start of new,
The storms have passed,
We hold the key,
Heed the land beyond.
The chains unbroken,
The basin half full,
It shall be done.
From my words,
To yours,
The land is unbarring,
Faith yet held on.
The horn of monsters,
The grief of men,
One word started,
It shall be the end.
The thoughts of minds,
The wander of minds,
The rain was the cause,
For it was your heart,
That moved on.

Publication Date: 10-26-2011

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Dedication:
I dedicate this short poem to every rain drop that has fallen to this Earth.