A Night at the Shore

	Listen quietly the rain
	murmuring its wet refrain
	falls and calls my name aloud
	thunder from a rainbow'd cloud.

	Wind is waiting for its cue
	to dance with rain in pas de deux.
	As lightning bathes the stage in light,
	evening settles into night.

	In my own private passion play
	I spread my wings to join the fray,
	flying high above the sea
	in endless sensibility.

	I'm partnered first by wind then rain, 
	a whirling, swirling hurricane,
	reeling, never feeling pain,
	now heading back to earth again.

	God's cymbals crash above the sea
	to celebrate this symphony,
	the waves in perfect harmony
	with rain and wind and God and me.

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