warm. moist breath. ...slowly become aware of the smell
of rain.
the cool drops melt the troubled mind and longing heart, just in those few beautiful moments. lose the shoes. feel the warm ground as toes graze down the pathway..a rediscovered pathway of stone and new grass. dance the song
of rain.
just hold on in your mind
24 August 2004
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