Psalm 44
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After the storm has passed,
just after,
the leaves hold out
their hands
filled
with beads
of rain
the sky-
blue sparkling
jewels
into jewels;
and from where I am
looking
they are all
glinting
like foil-
mirrors
flashing
in the wild
announcing
"I am here!"
to the eyes
of God
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