It’s Always Raining Here

It’s always raining here

a secret language falling steady

collected in stone basins

an offering to strangers passing through

on roads that disappear beneath the mountain

The rising lands lost in fog

silent, breathing in the sky and stars

that shine through the tattered storm

decaying there, just out of reach

their death throes

casting shadows for the wayward to follow

Looking for good audiobooks to listen to. Any that you’d recommend?

Photo by Sourav Mishra from Pexels

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