Rain on the Window

Water falling from the sky is almost enough to make me believe in miracles.

The percussion sings when the electric fractal neurons travel into the ground,
the whole world shudders to the rhythm,
and everything alive comes to life
with the fragrance of soil and ozone.

I remember clearly once, years ago,
after a rain storm
the air was so clear
I could see how high the sky goes.

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