The beauty of writing

writingPower of rain

Catch the rain that falls so soft,

Filming all with misted pen.

Beneath the canopy all is lost,

The world is still inside the tent

Come at will; slay and conquer,

Proclaim this land as yours this night.

Drench the earth in sodden splendour,

Scatter the clouds as is your right.

Wield your power to the welcome,

Those who cleanse their wares and minds.

Take your fill and leave us thirsty,

Awaiting your return sometime.

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