The sky is unpredictable
filtered through a blanket of clouds
And I can't tell what's on the other side
Though I can see the rain
the drops are almost undetectable
as they brush against my skin like feathers
the silence creates a barrier
only periodically broken by the wind
as it shifts through the leaves
My hands tremble with anticipation
but flow with joy all the while
as I think about you
could this be
what it means
To Find Peace
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