Count the drops

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book 15

count the drops

as they fall

each one precious

each one lost

upon the flowers

do they fall

bringing beauty

bringing life

 

rocks do glisten

in morning light

sparkling brightly

clean and bright

drops did fall

in morning light

each one precious

each one lost

 

I would walk

in light of day

seeking something

far away

down the pathway

wondering there

seeking newest

where I may

 

drops did fall

upon my path

upon the soil

within the dust

 

along the way

puddles form

dark rich mud

deeply lay

 

I would somehow

upon rocks stay

avoiding puddles

in my way

 

yet to walk

and traveled where

within the puddles

I must stray

 

precious drops

all do count

wherever they fall

wherever they lay

 

 

 

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