Valley
Clouds form without understanding,
Bringing gentle rains that cascade,
down the wondrous mountains,
into the valley,
that quivers from the clouds and rain
they have brought.
My mind ponders the clouds and rains.
For me, it is to kiss each mountain that the rain
comes down,
To love each of them, unbound.
As I kiss each one,
The clouds dissipate, the rain gracefully gives way,
Allowing the beauty of the sun to shine forth,
The valley that was once quivering,
Now sun-kissed, opens and widens,
Showing the true beauty of its nature that is abounding within.
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