Raindrops
I once lived behind
a wall.
At the word
of the Master
I walked into the venues
and I forgot
the One who beckoned.
I sustained injury
I wept
Few did I let know.
I look through
the window
of the wall
my family had given me years ago
and a friend re-awakened within me.
The rain is so pretty.
ps. I have forgotten where I got this photo.
a wall.
At the word
of the Master
I walked into the venues
and I forgot
the One who beckoned.
I sustained injury
I wept
Few did I let know.
I look through
the window
of the wall
my family had given me years ago
and a friend re-awakened within me.
The rain is so pretty.
ps. I have forgotten where I got this photo.
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