Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Rain down

Sometimes I feel like we are on the brink of a new discovery. Just when I feel the sadness, being just enough sad to make me feel...I get swept away. Meditating on the hummms of music and the lyrics of gold, I am finding a new plane to rest. This rest is nourishment to my culture shocked soul. Bruised and in knots from the apathetic and gross misuse of the mind, it (my soul) hides for salvation, for life,within the rain that is falling from my sadness I feel. My soul grips me to keep the rain beating just long enough to melt within the wetness that is now it's residence. If it drowns, it will find peace, it will find all that it delights in.

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