Palious Thatcher

Rain Of The Soul - Poem by Palious Thatcher

The rain of the soul
Falls hardest not during
The thunderings of life
But amidst the quiet moments
Of isolated inadequacy
After the storm has passed
Looking right,
And left,
To find the bitter midnight breeze
As the only companion

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 7, 2010

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