Your Cares by Gregg Hake
I love to hear the thunder
Marching on the sea.
I love to feel the thunder
Trembling above me.
I love to watch the lightning
Dancing through the air.
I love to watch the raindrops
Wash away your cares.
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Gregory Hake 
Very nice imagery. Sometimes nature is the ultimate tension cleanser.
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For many years no, I’ve envisioned a vibrational reset, when trillions of raindrops come pouring down from above. Each droplet, clearing away the old, until it impacts, sending out a wonderful new frequency into the atmosphere.
The sounds, the smell, everything about thunder, lightning, and rain…I love.
Especially the energetic quality that accompanies them.
Thank-you.
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When something so much larger than ourselves is acknowledged and appreciated it does provide cleansing and refreshment. Thank you for your raindrops as an example of we all are to bring.
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The waters of Truth certainly do wash away cares. Lovely poem Gregg, thanks!
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Enjoyed that! Thanks.
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beautiful
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I love your poem! It took me back to the days when I enjoyed watching storms over the bay from my living room window.
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Sometimes it’s just that easy!
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Inspirational !!
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