While tiny little raindrops dance just outside my door
Velvet petals call out to your senses to adore
When only ripples remain, the fear of illusion is just a game.
With ridden souls playing in the rain with a song in play
It's a ray of hope coming our way
So there is no wrong rain, so to say….
Petals lying on our path in the majestic rain
What else is there to remain?
Dance with the raindrops, in the majestic rain
There will be a day when all there is, is magic in the air
And sweet senses every where
All souls will wake with a song in their heart, always there...
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