As long as there is wind
the raindrops of wonders
will wash over my head
tapping me in all directions.
Until I stop trying to collect them
and let myself soak
and then I won't even be
able to tell if I'm getting wet.
And those waters will run to
the ocean
where I will ride them
with joy
until they splash back up
to the sky
to teach me another lesson.
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