Outside Your Windowpane Poem by Nadia Dudas

Outside Your Windowpane



Rain drops fall,
One at a time
You can hear them clear
What do you feel?
Anything.....
It sounds farmiliar
So uncut and pure
Every dropp so soft
They keep coming
And you're glad
You're in a different place
A realm's way away
From the mundanity
And you drink it up
All of it.
From outside your windowpane

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