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Like drops of rain
falling on the hot hard rock near Big Owl Creek
running down over the dampening soil
joining their brothers
joining their sisters
caressing the landscape
as they trace the earth’s form
flowing on, stream to creek, creek to river
and always running plunging on
to the Ohio or the Missouri
thundering down the Mississippi
and always always always
swirling to the Gulf of Mexico,
all my thoughts run to you.
posted by matthew at 02:49 PM
Beautiful.
Can you see Katrina, roof tops, the Super Dome, helicopters and people wading from the Moon?
or am I wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy off course?
posted by: Care on August 30, 2005 04:28 PM