Rain's
chill
thin threads
ripple
gentle waves:
still branches
gathering drops,
electric wires
meting out droplets
in inch-spaced rows,
a falling drop
engulfs one,
splashing down.
The garden's
seeds drink.
Latent
life
bursts.
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