To hear the door of heaven in the dripping of rain...what a beautiful thought, a moment of wonderful communion. We realize how tied in we are with the Mother Nature when living things are getting what we need. An unexpected pleasure sneaks up on a SENTINEL who once watched for rain (to use a word from your earlier poem) .
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To hear the door of heaven in the dripping of rain...what a beautiful thought, a moment of wonderful communion. We realize how tied in we are with the Mother Nature when living things are getting what we need. An unexpected pleasure sneaks up on a SENTINEL who once watched for rain (to use a word from your earlier poem) .