So big, so small... Poetry from the heart about all things great and small.
SilenceAll is still.Rain falls on thirsty groundGentle tapping.Crowded buildings, full of noiseNo one wants to be out in the rain.I do.It's quiet.The rain is at peace,And so am I.
Great poem. =]
Hi, Sorah--Thank you very much. I got the idea when I was running home in the rain and all of a sudden I realized it was so quiet, and...so peaceful. So I slowed down.--The Poet
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Great poem. =]
Hi, Sorah--
Thank you very much. I got the idea when I was running home in the rain and all of a sudden I realized it was so quiet, and...so peaceful. So I slowed down.
--The Poet
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