The Rain

After the nights thunder
The rain washes the mountain
The rain refreshes the pine trees
The rain cleanses the monastery
The rain flushes itself all over me

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Square

There is a breeze
Which drifts through
The pine trees finer branches

There is a breeze
Which wills the palms leaves
To waft, as a cooling fan

There is a breeze
Which rustles the fine strings
Of ceremonial brocade

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Sense

Fired earth
Tinted leaf
I forgot to look
At the butterfly
Whilst listening to
The buzzing bee

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Scratch

I have never felt so far from lonely
I have never felt so full of joy
For with you, my dearest darling
I have felt the one, and onliness, of joy

And the waves keep on splashing
And the tide is here to turn
And the music keeps on thrashing
And the road is what we burn

I have been to less than silent places
I have been the glorious decoy
For with you, my dearest darling
I have seen beyond the glorious decoy

And the waves keep on splashing
And the tide is here to turn
And the music keeps on thrashing
And the road is what we burn

I have found that I am nearer grace now
I have found that I am approaching kind
For with you, my dearest darling
I have found a new found way of being kind

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Sant Salvador

My window faces
The rising sun
This gift of life
Each day is spun

I hear your footsteps
In my mind
Your gift of peace
Such joy to find

Silent mornings
In my arms
Your gift of love
Brings me calm

I see you pray
You alone
Your gift of time
Carved in stone

My window faces
The setting sun
Your gift of words
Awoken, simply fun

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