Heaven's teardrops fall.From joy or grief, I wonder.Both pour from the heart.Perfect companion photo compliments of Secret Agent Mama.

Rain{ a pensieve } Compelled by gravity and God, hers is an earthward descent,blinding or invisible, a presence both welcomed and not.Steady drumbeat, fitful tap, Creation's percussion.Her drench brings life to thirsty ground,but over zealous she pours...

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