The angel who plays the harp in the rain.

Like stair rods the rain cascaded down

But the angelic beauty with the filigree wings

Sitting there as though no rain was falling at all

Blissfully, gracefully sat continuing to play and sing.

Nothing was more absorbing and enticing

Watching this angel playing her harp in the rain

Nothing spread as much light and as much love

Nothing seemed to help ease other people’s pain.

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