Burn !
ashes you leave
will form
a launch pad
a Phoenix rise ...
Rain !
drops you bring
will make
hearts and minds
of harvests rich ...
Thoughts !
songs you sing
will fill
lakes and oceans
with limitless love ...
Feel !
burning rain
will call
rising thoughts
of peace within ...
Rise !
raining rain
to cool
parched lands
with solitude ...
Fly !
roaming minds
will reach
new plains
climb new heights
of solitude.
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