
“Rain is grace ….” John Updike
Restoration Excoriated by summer's gaze, desiring winter's cool soothe to bathe the long ache of leathered, split skin, parched and papering to dust, needing the kindness of heavens dew washing over the passage of time, soft as lizards feet, tender child of the brook once more, playing water's song of restoration. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
I know the feeling 🙂
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Ah, the need to refresh, I hope you have found it Rupali.
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Yes…. it gives relief to everyone including the earth.
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It sure does, there’s a wholeness about it for me too.
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Quite beautiful.
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Thank you for that Patricia.
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I can feel the earth’s relief . . .
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I could hear the rock drinking it in, summer here is so harsh, and it really is amazing to be having such a wet winter too. Thank you Liz.
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🙂
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Beautifully expressed, Paul.
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Thank you so much Amy
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Thank you Michael.
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:-)) xx
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A beautify use of words
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Thank you
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