The Stars Rainmaker
24 March 2017

Dancing trees
Grant me melodies
Prancing feet
Quick to meet
Photons running through my fleet
The thunder to greet
Gift hammer
Within shoulder blades
As it wades
Everglades
Sinking rising ace of spades
Threaded by our Art
Ne’er to part
From narrow heartpath
Needle’s eye
From my sigh
Gets me safe through the Quaker
The Stars Rainmaker
Reading of the poem:

A hundred reasons – Ólafur Arnalds
Happiness does not wait – Ólafur Arnalds
Beth’s Theme – Ólafur Arnalds
A happy piece
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Yes, thank you Derrick 🙂
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