Invitation

The strange laugh of

A couple of rain drops

Kissing the mud

An open invitation 

To play and dance

To the sweet music 

Of the sway of leaves

To sit on the porch

Lose oneself in the wanderings

Of random people

Wondering what their journeys are like

The happy flight of birds 

Into the unknown skies

Rain, a sign of Hope

The promise of elixir 

To make everything lush 

As it once was

To recline and energize 

Or lose oneself in the past 

Perhaps once, glorious.

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