Rain has fallen
Rain has fallen,
and the land is renewed.
The tapping of the rain has stopped,
and I listen to murmuring water,
the air is full of freshness,
full of life.
Daylight shines through dark clouds,
wet leaves glitter,
and I see in the golden light
some flowers unfold.
And for a brief time,
my grief ceases,
my heart is at peace.
Rain has fallen...
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