thoughts in the rain (for Lan)

again and again and yet again
the whispering rain recites to me
your name   your name most dear
what a marvel it is
that these jewels of liquid light
never cease to speak your name
and what power just your name holds
on hearing it spoken  my soul
so somber before
becomes the dawn sky smiling
oh dearest of names

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2013

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