Winter Drizzle (Poem)

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Drops against my window

On a Wednesday Afternoon

All came in a neat row

Neither slow nor soon

As I lay dreaming

My limbs drank in their soothing sound

Carrying a meaning

Of times and spaces more profound

For all is water

All was always so

Since Eve’s first daughter

Watched its ebb and flow

There is motion

There is meaning

In the ocean

Of my dreaming

As the patter on the window

Does with every moment grow

Like the trees that lined the garden

Long ago

There is only memory and pardon

In the winter drizzle

I now know

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