This might be confusing. In this poem I am referring to rain as sin, and the world as my backyard. As the rain comes down I am so amazed by the look of it, I don't see how it is affecting my room. Hence as sin enters my life I am so amazed by it, I don't see what it is really doing.
Looking through an open window,
The world is standing still.
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All life is a wonder, I see the bigger picture in this work. Something as simple as rain, can bring wonderment and a sense of beauty. Thanks for sharing. Sue