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Let it rain

Late last night it was pouring rain. I wrote this free verse poem before going to bed:

It's raining. I hear the raindrops beat down on my roof. Much needed moisture is being showered upon us. There is a stillness; a rhythmic reverence in the rain.

I stop.

I watch.

I smell.

I pray.

I make time to enjoy every moment when it rains. Rain is not only good for the earth; it's good for the soul.

 
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