Once again I hear 
the loving rain in 
the surround
about me
it explains
for those
who'd listen
to sprinkles persist
of puddle spritz
gutters running
a gush - a tiny waterfall
over stones stacked 
against a corner-wall
where rivulets originate
to run down the driveway
thin tendrils of cool black rain
ever moving and I are one

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