~To the Rain~
Speak to me tears of the world
which eye fell you from
who breathed you in
which tropical jungle
whose lung did you leave
with a sob or a sigh
upon whose breast lay you
as sweat salt or fresh
which fish gilled you
you who flew within the
oceansky of cloud
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kamikaze rain
your drops such short lives live
the common good your form does feed
sacrifice to fill the need
prismatic baubles of skys delight
crystal liquid seeds of light
eyes of the sky balm of earth
King Midas would've praised your worth
and for these beads
his kingdom sold
fragile drops worth more than gold