A TRIBUTE TO THE RAIN

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JOURNAL #25

rain

the after mist of life

inebriated by Joy

Sorrow's happy older sister

rain I have shared

with both Joy and her

wanting younger sister Sorrow

many imprints on my life

walking through such

puddles has made

childhood

heartache

enchantment

they all skip or sob

with me in my mind

depending on my mood

why, I can bring a form

of rain to my own eyes

the rain of my tears

they come from rivers

in my heart

tributaries if you will

of loves I've  missed

and sometimes miss

again

I welcome rain into my

life

it gives beauty and balance

to a world that can be

ugly and tilted

perhaps one day

we Shashi should take

a walk together in

the rain

that we should do

but make note

I will never wear a

rain coat

as rain

if viewed in the right

prospective

can't hurt you

it can only make

our clothing wet......

(May28, 2001 8pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(written for my friend Shashi after receiving
from him a poem about the rain)

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