Rain has fallen

Rain has fallen,
and the land is renewed.

The tapping of the rain has stopped,
and I listen to murmuring water,
the air is full of freshness,
full of life.

Daylight shines through dark clouds,
wet leaves glitter,
and I see in the golden light
some flowers unfold.

And for a brief time,
my grief ceases,
my heart is at peace.

Rain has fallen...

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