Saturday, October 16, 2021


The road ahead was glistening
Like diamonds in the sun
A climax to the christening
The tempest had begun

The fury of the thunder
And the purity of rain
Should be a cause for wonder
But some still voice disdain

At every storm’s upending
I guess they’ve never seen
The need for proper cleansing
Or redemption’s holy sheen.

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