Foreign Atmosphere
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Sky filled with storm clouds, not a speck of blue anywhere
as far as the eye can see, beauty in a foreign atmosphere
here in Arizona.
Titillating minds everywhere with the prospect of continuing
rain, mystically bright somehow, even without the sun any-
where in the sky.
Growing in thoughts, watching them blossom above, enticing
my mind energetically in between raindrops falling upon the
earth.
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