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Potent Rain

From the heights of heaven
Water falling from the sky
On whatever day of seven
Demanding power from up high

On the first sign of rain
People drift and wander
Only few of us gain
In sight of this wonder

I love the sound of rain
Rhythm of my thought
Leaving me in vein
In presence of a God

Looking from somewhere safe
How refugees hide from the storm
If they knew what I gave
To invoke His thorn

Someplace inside my soul
Wants to run through the rain
Return to the mould
Where all evil is slain

Some people suffer depressions
Some even lose their will
To me it creates emotions
That may have my body to fill

When I feel on naked skin
The messengers of the air
When potent Rains begin
In oblivion I will dare

The Phoenix