9/16/10 – poem, rain

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the rain doesn’t descend
but appears
full blown blooming
on your hand, on your face
on your shoulder colding
your bones, it makes indra’s web
so you hold up the clouds
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4 responses to “9/16/10 – poem, rain

  1. Uncanny, just a few minutes ago I was surfing the net for research and came upon this webiste:
    http://shekinah-jwh.ca/Transformation_Indras_Web.php

  2. Where there is nothing…the opposite must exist…if one begins searching they may find that what appears empty…holds the secret to all.

  3. Wow Cindy, I just had a look at that website…eerie!! Very thought provoking Lawrence x

  4. Sounds like Manchester rain to me.

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