Washed Clean

The rain falls
like tears on a
lonely world.

I see reflected
in the puddles
all that I am.

Rivulets of water
run away like years
washed clean.

The soil opens
to accept what
it’s given from above.

As I take in
what comes to me,
and let it go.


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