Untimely rain

Posted: March 19, 2016 in rain, Uncategorized
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I hear a whisper of someone asking the rains to go away,untimely-rain

The time when I thought the splashes would take all my pains.

But then the whispers lay their hands on the sweet rains,

and they stop their untimely check, put on a coat and drive away,

down the meadows, off the limits…

I keep hovering on my rainy trails, laying my hand on the watery rails,

Untimely rains never come back,

They set their trails on an unknown track, remembering to rebuke the forgotten me.

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