I listened to a heavy rain
while remembering
that there have passed
centuries, millenia and millions of years
So that we may be here, now, like this
and just listen to the rain,
the splitting of flint stone,
making of fire,
building of cities,
of empires that transpire
Yet it wasn't beside the point
that I was missing you
as the raindrops hammered the roof,
hit the window glass
and fell unto the earth.
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