like the clear rain
that has been falling for days
sliding down trees sheeting over rooftops
seeking depth once again soaking the clay until rivulets flow from it
so i too
must stand aside and allow
the falling flow of me
liquid light that appears
only in these moments when
i extend and join within
the tumbling unknown and allow
the right way
to simply be where i am gliding
©John Greenleaf-Maple 4/28/17
Beautiful & Brilliant
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