Crossing Over
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*by Fatima Ray*
At eighteen waiting for the light to turn green at the intersection in the
big city thirty miles from home. Observing all the people waiti...
1 year ago
O, rain,
Come, pour down on me;
Cold, blissful touch of water,
Wash, take all the wilting away.
Pour, flush this arid thirst;
Cry, wrap us with your mist.
Come, let our tears to blend
Like yours, wish our tears could mend.
O, rain,
Flow, don't let us just stay here;
Rise, wake our lives from fear.
Stay, cool the hot day's air;
Sway, let us breathe again.
The Rain Photograph is by Tall Man. The link to his site is http://www.flickr.com/photos/tall-guy/2080188699/
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