poetry

water cycle

dancing in the rain on an
empty street
puddles in the grass like
the earth’s tears
weeping for joy
sun a glowing
eye behind the clouds
pockets empty
but for the cool memory
you’ll be taking back and
the sound of the raindrops
kamikaze
on the pavement
sky feeds the earth
earth feeds the sky
clouds feed your soul but
you give nothing back

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