tonight. first rain of the season. i see
life reflected on the wetness of the streets.
raindrops on the sidewalk disturb the pattern
like reality disturbs the illusion.
i see now that no season is going to
remove you from within me. what alchemy
is this? what element flows between?
from what metal have we been forged?
what colors, and how luminous. how bright,
even in the darkness of the void! tonight.
the first rain. a prism in every raindrop. a
world of color within and without.
are we to see ourselves on such scales
big and small? look to the sky. look to the
street. they are only the illusions. we both
recognized reality a long time ago.
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