Rainfall in the Hills
Thunder rolling in the distance
Birds calling, making their plans
Green leaves glow as the air becomes grey
A cool breeze
A drip
A breath
Breathe in
Out
In
Out
Listen. Watch. Wait.
In my heart, names and faces fill
in between each heart beat
Love out.
Love in.
Thunder rolls.
Rain falls.
I am renewed.
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