Let my words
fall with the rain
and make the sea
rich with meaning,

words that strike
from the sky,
the thunder booming.

Let there be streams,
rivers, and oceans
of thought and desire
into which we disappear,

waves making the earth
roll and pitch, a ship
on which to raise a flag
to bid farewell to those
whose tears make it rain.


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