It's raining zen
rain is zen
you can practise it
in so many ways
the sound of water
filling us up with
divine echoes
drizzle, pitter patter
small rain, heavy rain
storm or a teary
plodding non stop
the heaven send the
graces to earth
in roaring thunder
lighted up in everyway
the best is the tail end
every dropp leaving the eave
a glittering zen
that helps the mind holds
onto a blessed
moment in time
every dropp that takes
leave of the eave
a glittering zen
helping the mind
find a moment in time
rewritten;
rain is zen
you can practise it
in so many ways
in the middle of it all
the sound of water striking
a divine echo in us
drizzle, pitter patter
small rain, heavy rain
stormy or a teary
plodding non stop
the heaven sends
graces to earth
in so many different ways
in rip roaring thunder
splitting flashing lightning
a tearing sheet lighted up
every step of the way
the best is the tail end
when every drop
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poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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