Rain - the messenger

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Rain is a messenger
between you and me
we are born like drops pure and free

but we come down on our knees
as Humble as in  the sea
  drop by drop shaping us like a sculpted by nature
reminds us of our soul call
when ships filled with gold
flung upon the pirates sword
which is a storm yet to come

some painting strokes still remain undone ..
the confidence and ego seeps in the soil
burning out all the turmoil
in a way it bleeds with transparent needs
to quench the thirst
and to recover it's worth
we come as a messenger to earth  

      .. ..- chandrikarince

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