Gentle rains

Come forth to move across parched land

Each drop caresses the plants

And the earth receives the gentle blessing with open arms

Joy ensues

As the drought ends

Life takes root once again

And grows into a new expression of beauty

Time passes with ease

When it’s allowed to

Old pains fade away

And leave only a uncharged memory

Just like the damage from the drought

Disappears with the new rain

Nurturing of self

Can take the same ease

Ending harmful thought

With the gentleness of silence

Engtovo ~ May 24, 2002

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