I cannot help but ask you...
Do you see what I see?
A grey sky.
Slow pouring rain.
Watering the living green
trees as they wave in excitement
at the life source they so desperately need.
Lightning in the far off distance.
Not rolling in,
Waiting just far enough away
to let us know
Danger is on the horizon.
The wind is existent enough
to brush through the chimes.
Like a light in the darkness,
but rather a song of hope
during a desolate time.
A song of hope
to remind us
there is beauty
in even the darkest
of places.
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