Raindrops flounce on harsh pavement in a blaze,
Flowers foot it to the beat of rain's droplets;
A revelry of the living.
Birds trail the titter of the naive leaves,
sprinkled with water's tears;
the beatitude of existence.
On the vastness of the land,
euphoric smiles luminescent
with a touch of moisture.
Not the caliginous darkness
can comprehend such symmetry;
the grandiosity of life.
All these I see¡K..
Upon hearing your sultry voice
And knowing you're free Across the miles,
my Eagle.
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