Sky openly crying
Drenching the earth below
Washing away sweat
She stabbed the sky with her thumb
Waving it towards the interstate
She puts one muddy foot in front of the other
Shifting the weight of the world
Carried diligently across state lines
Tucked behind the rain fly
A basket weaver stopped
Waived hello
Before offering a glass of water
And a dry towel
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