heavy in a downpour washing clean
the darkness: the anger and pain
and she looked into the fierce wind
smiling--acknowledging the power
that was always outside and yet, within
satisfaction and empathy took the reigns
steering along a rough and ragged path
to find out that what is--
is what has always been
but she never saw it before
and she laughed, tears streaming down her face
dropping into the soil, feeding the hungry Earth
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