Okay Rip Away
Remember Me
You imagine me riding across thin rows of fields
that run through woods along the tree lines
where the bullfrogs sing among the cypress trees
in the cool dimness of the cloudy afternoon.
A strand of lightening reaches to the treetops
where the wind whips the leaves like ivory lace
against the hyacinthine blue of the rain clouds
And the soft rain follows with its silver shadow
streaking across these barren bedroom walls.
You can hear the distant tree toads
call to each other from the China trees
while listening to a mockingbird sing
from its nesting place in the cedars.
And in the rain sweet jasmine air
you can smell drifts of fragrance
from the honeysuckle vines that
grow beneath my bedroom window.
The rain lasts only for an hour
but each time you close your eyes
a flood of remembrance will bring
you home to me.
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Grant me the vision to see beyond the illusions of this world
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