Rain and rain and rain
until you think it will never
stop.
But it does.
We are always between rains.
Even when it is raining.
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Haiti
Without a body
Of water, there can be no
Rain; and without rain,
No body of water.
The human body itself
is 60% water.
Words more than images
Tell us who family are
And our obligations.
[Disposable Poem February 15, 2010]
Dr. Mike
How have you been?
I like rain. It makes us calm.
Brother Crane. So nice to have you visit me once again. I've been fine, and I hope you have been, too.
Yes, rain makes us calm.
Sun can calm me, too -- and water and morning and clouds and night. Sometimes I think just about anything can make us calm if we let it.
That is my hope, anyway.
Thanks for saying hi.
"Even when its raining."
thassa' damn guddern czar
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