Will the wet of heaven,
spilled,
touch parched soul,
filling taste
hydration's loss has left?
Only if hungered hands
stretch the lingering
length
to grasp the rhythm
of the rain.
In a list
A contest entry
- Quickie: Paying it Forward by PerfectImperfection.
550 points, ended October 7, 2007, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love it. The message is sublimely revealed in spiritual verse. Oh that we would hunger to grasp that rhytmic rain that spills over the threshold of heaven's seal. Absolutely beautiful!
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Beautiful words you have penned. Good luck in the contest.
Soulful Woman
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A great take on the prompt! Thanks so much for your entry!
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Oh pretty!
"rhythm of the rain"
I should read you more often.
Be Well
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