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Spring Rain

The spring rain falls like tears from the leaden sky.
Why do the heavens weep?

Why does Mother Nature mourn so?
Perhaps she grieves for the year that has passed us by, for the flowers that have wilted and the leaves that have withered in winter’s cold embrace, lost to time forever more.

Yes, she laments each passing season, each sunset upon the horizon that brings the day to a close.
Yet all endings, however bittersweet, open the way for new beginnings and new life.

She will smile once again and the sun will shine down its light upon the world anew.

Until then, let her share her sorrow. Let the downpour wash away the past to bring forth the future, bright with promise and hope.