Saturday, October 27, 2012

The Rain By Jianice Shine Yeepimo




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In the threatening darkness of the sky;
As of a disappointed lover's sigh;
Comes the Rain.
In the gentle touch of water from above,
As of the memory of unrequited love;
Comes the Rain.
In the soft quickening of its patter;
As of the remembrance of the latter;
Comes the Rain.
In the shower from an open sky;
As of blessings from on high;
Comes the rain.

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In the torrent of angel's tears,
As of the washing of past fears;
Comes the Rain.
In the quiet aftermath taken whole;
As of the baptism of one's soul;
Came The Rain.