Rain cloud in my tea
sky horizon blue.
Condensation clogs
trees bathed in dawn’s soft glow
I learn to breathe
each moment’s epiphany.
Rain cloud in my tea
mixed with thick black ink
words paint empty page
& this is all I have,
a freedom to believe.
Rose crystal on the sill
pumping beating rhyme
Rain cloud in my tea
will you breathe with me.?
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