Clouds…Cinquain

Heavy,

are the clouds above.

Besmirched is the horizon.

Fresh smell of dampness fills the air.

Wetness…

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

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Downpour…

The rain came suddenly, in a heavy downpour,

an exhilarating feeling, that awakened my core.

This may have ruined many a person’s day,

but I was thankful for the renewal that came my way.

Each raindrop, gently cleansed my soul,

and restored some of the hope that fate has stole.

For the rain is God’s way of pouring down His love,

as only He can from heaven above.

Leaving everything glistening, alive and new,

life’s hidden clues become inspiration-infused .

The downpour will come and make everything fresh,

while awakening the soul and cleansing the flesh.

By Sylvia Porter-Hall

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