Page 1, Ponderings from a rainy day... It means whatever you want it to.

I embrace the rain.

It caresses my skin. Soaks through

flesh and

bone and enters my

soul.

I see all of existance as a moment,

frozen in an instant,

lost in time.

I stare into the eyes of

God there and see

brushfires and bloodshed

carried out under a guise

of morality and a

quest for

peace.

The tears from his eyes

reflect like a mirror

and catch a glimmer of myself

then fall to the soil

beneath.

We have forgotten eachothers language.

And forgotten our own.

So we stand there

in sadness, together

in silence.

In the spaces that

the sunshine has

missed.

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