Blessed rain
Blessed rain,that drowns the world in fruitfulness,
endorsing growth and cultivation
of all living plants and things;
the very element of life is water,
and without it there is only stifling death,
while you can never have enough of it,
the only elixir of life, the only vital source of life;
while there are other elements as well,
like the blowing wind,
that you should constantly allow to grace your cheek
and tussle with your hair,
create a constant problem of disorder;
and the sun of course
our endless source of energy and warmth
without which we would all just freeze to death
and perish in the hopelessness of darkness.
So let the winds blow hard and fresh us up,
it will just do us good, and afterwards
when all the rains and clouds have passed
there will be fresher air to breathe,
and then the sun will reappear with grace
to warm us up again and bathe us in its splendid light
for us to goad ourselves with for constant blessedness
of rebirth and renewal.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2024-09-24 at 16:18
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