(...taking the time, waiting for lighting...)
yet, everpresent, effervescent reason shows itself now, hinted
within renegade rays of subtlest sunlight revealing rain-
water’s constant beauty: sparkling, living, even as it falls:
you will see green grass again, these angels say, speaking,
singing hard working droplets they: we’ll roll those heavy
clouds away, restore your great forgiven sky, clean slated,
blue, more breathable, renewed. holy, fresh, clear water!
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