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Let this rain come
Let it pour down upon my head
Down my neck, shoulders, arms
Drip off my fingertips
Onto the earth below

Let this rain come,
wash away my sins,
my sadness, regret and grief.
Wash away my yesterdays.
Let the ground drink it in
Drink my sorrows with it.

Let this rain come,

drench the dry, hard soil

my spirit has become

Awaken the life that slumbers within

Roots of happiness awaiting the flood.

Let this rain come
The seeds of joy eagerly await.

Let it rain. Let it rain.

Brigit–April, 2009


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