Spreading light and warmth
Upon minds around and self.
People stretching themselves
For a bit of warmth
In the cold cells of life.
Change comes fast and sleek
Billowy clouds appear soon;
Few look up to ask
"What's happened now"?
Days pass with the clouds swirling
Concerned faces expecting drizzle.
Then comes the lashing rain
burning holes on ground and cloud.
But the rain fell on flooded planes,
Apprehensive looks paining me;
A question I ask myself-
"Would flooded grounds ever love rain"?
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