Poetry - The Rain
First came the rain.
Softly, swiftly, a rush of cold
not caring of biology.
No surprise to those who expected such emotion;
changes in most things require
further thought that is not implied.
The water is cold -
ready to blister and condemn sins.
A blessing falls upon us all,
not discriminating through the baptism.
The rains come with much to fear.
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