Raindrops Falling DownA Poem by Jen GarmalaRaindrops falling down On the ground, Onto green and brown, Homeward bound, Playing earth musics, World's opus, Universe phonics. Its purpose, In death to give life, Flowers bloom Everywhere; they're rife By rain's doom.
Raindrops falling down In showers On city and town, On towers, On giants and ants. Like magic Springing up, come plants. Most basic Of life from a drop, Water orb. Soaking up nonstop, We absorb.
Raindrops falling down On my soul, At sunrise, sundown Makes me whole, Makes the world feel new; Clean and fresh, Dirt and grime undo. Water thresh, Beat away the stain Of our sins. Running in earth's vein Life begins.
Raindrops falling down, Falling down. © 2012 Jen Garmala |
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Added on November 28, 2012 Last Updated on November 29, 2012 AuthorJen GarmalaLas Vegas, NVAboutAt the moment, I'm trying to get through college; working on breaks, studying like crazy, and meeting new people. more..Writing
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