rain
i am too tired to hold up my hands
to the lashing rain from the endless torrent
trudging ever forward to this promise of Utopia
where the sun shines Forever Glory
my arms fall from protecting my face
And I am lacerated from Too Much
i am poured upon
drenched in exhaustion
praying for the clouds to part in Redemption
Tamsin Rothschild © 2007
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