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Rain Coming


Rain Comes

And washes everything

Cleanses everything

Gives new life to everybody

The dust on the leaves of tree

Wait for it patiently

The hope of man’s heart

Wait for it patiently

The dance of peacock’s being

Wait for it patiently

The thirst of the ground’s dust

Wait patiently for it

The rock’s new life

Wait for it patiently

Rain Comes

And washes everything

Cleanses everything

Gives new life to everybody

Oh what a wonder

This timeless scene

Nothing has everything

Everything has nothing

Celebrate, sing and dance

Rain invites you all

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