The relentless rain
falls steadily through the night
rinsing the dawn sky.
Whistling wind and rain
under a gun-metal sky,
scattering the leaves.
Rainbow kites soaring
straining to sever the strings
that inhibit them.
Brisk breeze making waves
in the early summer leaves -
as soft clouds slide by.
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