it rose
with a shvoong
filled my flesh and soul with power
i could feel it's current in my bloodstream.
oh lord i bathed in the rain of love.
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.
.
long after the rains have stopped,
the drops still trickle down my body,
as if reminding me,
you have witnessed the power,
and who knows when will be the next time.
i pray to the heavenly father
"you gave me the experience when i knew not wat it was,
now that i know it's worth
please don't starve me of that nourishment."