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silence of a forest in waitingsteel skies scarred spark & flinthere she comes raining & howwe celebrate her summer rainsdrinking her in as she pours
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Wonderful ♥️
It is like we can take the perspective of the forest drinking the rain. Very beautiful and cleansing, Michael. I love it!
Thank you very much Raven. 🐦⬛
yes, celebrate her🌲celebrate rebirth
The whole world is continuously reborn 🌧️.
Thanks Ted!
I’m getting warm summer rain; standing alone in the forest, drinking her in. Evocative.
Glad you liked it, Chris. I do love the forest after a rain…
Especially when there’s no-one else there!
True. If someone else is there; more often than not they want to talk.
I like listening to the drops of water on the leaves (green or otherwise) and talking ruins that.
🤫
Great poem… too long loading when clicking so couldn’t like there, Michael.. 💕
That darned cache acting up again?
Grr.
Thanks Cindy.
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Wonderful ♥️
It is like we can take the perspective of the forest drinking the rain. Very beautiful and cleansing, Michael. I love it!
Thank you very much Raven. 🐦⬛
yes, celebrate her🌲celebrate rebirth
The whole world is continuously reborn 🌧️.
Thanks Ted!
I’m getting warm summer rain; standing alone in the forest, drinking her in.
Evocative.
Glad you liked it, Chris. I do love the forest after a rain…
Especially when there’s no-one else there!
True. If someone else is there; more often than not they want to talk.
I like listening to the drops of water on the leaves (green or otherwise) and talking ruins that.
🤫
Great poem… too long loading when clicking so couldn’t like there, Michael.. 💕
That darned cache acting up again?
Grr.
Thanks Cindy.