Rain Mood

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I am the heartbeat of the falling rain,
recalling sharp-edged images
that sing yellow umbrellas
and breathe wet wool
and walk in puddles
and taste transient, primeval, earth-fresh air
and remember in a million shiny greens and soft, soft greys.

I am the essence of the rain,
abubble and awash with summer coolness
in a rain-grey sky.

I understand
that I do not understand
my struggle
to contain
an unexplored
and unborn
mystic exhilaration.

I am the rain.

November 1999

by Diana van den Berg

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