You are the first drop of rain
on the parched earth.
The ray that falls on the expanse
of white snow clad mountains,
The twirls of wine that supports the fragile.
The soul that contains
the elixir, frail n what is sublime.
Euphoria and White Godiva.
The sacrificing, frail, feminine.
The maudlin smoky clouds after rain
which in myriad forms
shower and lose their soul
to attain what is ephemeral.
The zephyr that soothes away the worry.
Smile that lits the heart of many.
The plethora of what lies
Deep in the seed of soul.
You are the one of all.
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