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And The Rains Descended And The Floods Came

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NOW the far waves roll nearer and more near,
The wind's awake, the pitiless wind's awake,
It shrieks the menace that I dare not hear,
Soon at my feet the angry waves will break
In desolating wrath--and here I stand
Helpless my house is built upon the sand.

O you, whose house upon a rock is set,
Laugh, safe and sure, at threatening wave and wind.
You chose the better part and yet--and yet,

There was no other ground that I could find,
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Ratnakar Mandlik 06 March 2017

My little house, built on the sand. Fantastic imagery and style of expression. Thanks for sharing it here.

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