Raindrops fall in gray of morn
Care not what they wet or sate
'Law of gravity' dare not scorn
Dark seas below determine fate
Droplets unite to swell great oceans
With playful merriment and mirth
Pleased to play out such impulsive notions
So they can flow again on Mother Earth
Emerald waters eager to ascend once more
Taunt ‘n tease the summer sun to calefaction
Vaporous clouds form as many times before
Heaven’s call doth gift the water satisfaction
God Be Great and God Be Wise
When Commands, “Great Waters Rise! ”
ROTMS
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