By David Taylor

dim light of cloudy storm
strong winds swept
drumming sounds of rain
dancing boughs of trees
blossoms beaten down
waves of raindrops
surge past in air
against an earthen shore
upon the sodden floor
rain falls in inky skies
just like tears
in dark and sorrowed eyes
heartfelt winters warmth
melting over life
restoring what was quietly lost
in the heat that dried
the waters from the land
where life watched
in growing sunlit times.

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