The sweet, sweet rain.
brings us insulation.
from the outside
A new mix of carbons and gases
A washing
A cleansing
We needed a good shower over here
Just in time for new beginings
and sweet buds a blooming
Thank you for this gift of rain.
It's been so long it feels spritual.
Like we've had to work for it.
Like the ancient Gods arranged it as a reward.
It makes me want to dance all tribal like
maybe I will
no one is watching.
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