Sweet Pink Rain
I am the essence of everything raw and real. Innately I am
planted in the inner sanctums of those that wish to thrive and grow…grow….grow
up into a serene melody that lavishes under the sun before the drip drop of the
…sweet pink rain that caresses your soul.
I am that sweet pink rain that speaks to God and delivers every time. I…
I am the substance of things hoped for …stop…taste…smell me in the true essence
of this pink sweet rain.
I am the tasteless void that drives you crazy, yet I
am the sweetness that enhances the mood of your day and the glistening sapphire
that guides your….night …your night until it becomes a burst of pink and orange
and yellow….That sweet Pink Rain is so mellow… mellow below the surface to
bring residual calmness to that which is in you that is aggravated by the world
around you but see I am the essence of what is raw and real, that which falls
from above and glides on gravity's pull. Pull from the depths of your
imagination, be covered by the sweet pink rain…for …it’s the essence that
soothes your pain and culminates forming storms for you protection. From the ghettos
to The Hill, there is no shelter.
Embrace and make haste toward the rain that colors yours soul, your God
into focus. Your picture, image, epic description is in Sweet Sweet…
Novels and movie stars only allude to the power of the Pink….
Rain is the essence of your tears that surprisingly is
sweeter as the day go by. Rewind.
Rain is the essence of tears that become sweeter as the day
calls for rain to cool its thirst to grow…grow into weeks of strength and
courage that washes away…you.
You who are weak and laden will find refuge in the pink
sweet rain.
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