RAIN
Lightning and thunder,
still waiting for the rain,
beach-goers’ bane,
farmers’ bounty.
Nothing good or
bad
but thinking makes it so.
Thus spoke
Hamlet,
or was it
Shakespeare?
The two were one,
are one,
and will be one
as long as mind survives.
The present,
hard to understand,
the future,
impossible to know.
August 13, 2013
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