The rain trickles down my spine,
Cleansing me of something
I didn’t know had polluted me.
I am surprised,
Like a baby newly baptized,
Washed clean, renewed.
A pulse, almost like electricity,
Goes through me.
I am reminded of a green shoot,
Pushing its way through darkness,
Toward life, light, and hope.
Cleansing me of something
I didn’t know had polluted me.
I am surprised,
Like a baby newly baptized,
Washed clean, renewed.
A pulse, almost like electricity,
Goes through me.
I am reminded of a green shoot,
Pushing its way through darkness,
Toward life, light, and hope.
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