by Valerie Denay Staton Rain splashes onto petals and pavement, cool and sudden, and the smell of wet earth rises, rich and alive. I step outside, arms open, letting drops strike my skin, and I am reminded that renewal is constant, that even the heaviest storms can leave the world more vibrant than before.
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Poetic Reflections 