Heron’s song

Make it rain. Sound thunder in the deep heaven. Raise up the dark seas. The grass is parched, The trees grow yellow, The fishes cry, The frogs grow scarce. Make it rain. Drum hotly the unyielding clouds. Scatter the hail. The wheat grow tired, The cucumbers wilt, The birds take baths In sods ground to […]

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