Rain CloudsA Poem by Paul AlemanRain Cloudsby Paul Aleman
Rain clouds paint a darkness,
a sadness in the sky.
A burst of God-likeness,
then flickers just to die.
Hear the rolling thunder,
a lion's noble growl.
Hear the raindrop's clatter,
to which the flowers bow.
Rain life giving water,
rebirth to all who thirst.
Does it really matter,
of one glass, who drinks first?
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