"With these waves crashing over my head..."
the rain is steady on this night
and clouds obscure my second sight
to clean the waste that's left behind
by shattered pavement I have mined
oh I could cry at being blind
but I know truth I'd never find
without this rain that falls on me
my eyes would crust with naught to see
for waste it covers all that's great
within the soul that's made to wait
and so I sit as raindrops fall
to heal my path for destined call
~Moses
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