Rain falls on the just and the unjust.
I could never understand.
Does that rain bring a curse or
Shower blessings on a man.
Is it the rain that causes the river to flow?
The river that leads us where we go.
The sun shines bright in the day,
But the moon at night shines the way.
To something profane, something profound
Something as simple as rain on the ground.
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