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Ignoring Gravity

Ignoring gravity

Ignoring gravity

Ignoring gravity

Ignoring gravity

 

There's a fragrance to the air

That curls and spirals around me

Of soil, that rises to meet the rain

Wilfully, ignoring gravity

 

There's a line where a shower stops

If you watch it across a parched road

A languid perimeter of raindrops 

Sensuous, endless, in its approach 

 

There's a dance, centuries old

Beating like a drum inside me 

You're the promised storm, Milady

I'm the soil, ignoring gravity

 

You're a languid perimeter of raindrops 

Sensuous. Endless. Approach 

 

You've got me 

Ignoring gravity 

You've got me

Ignoring gravity


-Suraj Mani

Why does (normally earthbound) soil, break all the rules and rise at the mere promise of rain?

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