Echos in the Rain

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I am, I am

the wonder in the rain;

the echo glided, wandered, faded,

then came again.

I am, I am -

we are, we are: concentric ripples

near and far.

I am, I am -

how sweet the peace, its echoes gliding, rolling, spreading,

being born again.

I am, I am,

I am.


Photo credit: Liv Bruce via Unsplash

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