lady rain was here again,
she came, she wept, she left.
we welcomed her with open arms,
while out of towners wept.
but goodbye for now lady rain,
see you next blue moon.
see you months down the road
never a minute too soon.
"Human thought races around the jungle in a frantic effort to find a way out.
Spiritual awareness stands quietly on a hilltop overlooking the jungle, from
which it clearly sees the way out."
--William S. Burroughs
"I crucified my hate and held the world within my
hand." -Yes