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	<title>Comments on: Learning to Love the Rain: It Ain’t Easy</title>
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		<title>By: Gil Namur</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gil Namur</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 16:14:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Kerry,

Great piece :- )

I made peace with the rain long ago. I find it somehow soothing to my restless spirit.

While this is not a poem, I think you will appreciate it! It is an amazing live performance of rain and thunder.

Have a peek! It&#039;s about 1 1/2 mins.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6ZVpZqistk&amp;feature=related

Cheers,

Gil
P.S. I once wrote a poem (lyric) called &quot;The Faithful Pray For Rain&quot; .. but its not really descriptive of rain. However, here it is .. and LOL .. I just noticed, it has NO punctuations!!

The Faithful Pray For Rain
1992, Gil Namur

There seems to be a problem
No one can address
It seems to me forgotten
How often we oppress
And how we take for granted
A hand full of grain
While somewhere in the desert
The faithful pray for rain

There seems to be confusion
No one can resolve
And in our grand delusion
How often we absolve
Our lack of understanding
For all of their pain
While somewhere in the desert
The faithful pray for rain

There seems to be beginning
There seems to be an end
And in that day of wisdom
Oh how will we defend
Our lack of understanding
Our show of disdain
While somewhere in the desert
Begins to fall the rain</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Kerry,</p>
<p>Great piece :- )</p>
<p>I made peace with the rain long ago. I find it somehow soothing to my restless spirit.</p>
<p>While this is not a poem, I think you will appreciate it! It is an amazing live performance of rain and thunder.</p>
<p>Have a peek! It’s about 1 1/2 mins.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6ZVpZqistk&amp;feature=related" rel="nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6ZVpZqistk&amp;feature=related</a></p>
<p>Cheers,</p>
<p>Gil<br />
P.S. I once wrote a poem (lyric) called “The Faithful Pray For Rain” .. but its not really descriptive of rain. However, here it is .. and LOL .. I just noticed, it has NO punctuations!!</p>
<p>The Faithful Pray For Rain<br />
1992, Gil Namur</p>
<p>There seems to be a problem<br />
No one can address<br />
It seems to me forgotten<br />
How often we oppress<br />
And how we take for granted<br />
A hand full of grain<br />
While somewhere in the desert<br />
The faithful pray for rain</p>
<p>There seems to be confusion<br />
No one can resolve<br />
And in our grand delusion<br />
How often we absolve<br />
Our lack of understanding<br />
For all of their pain<br />
While somewhere in the desert<br />
The faithful pray for rain</p>
<p>There seems to be beginning<br />
There seems to be an end<br />
And in that day of wisdom<br />
Oh how will we defend<br />
Our lack of understanding<br />
Our show of disdain<br />
While somewhere in the desert<br />
Begins to fall the rain</p>
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		<title>By: kerry</title>
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		<dc:creator>kerry</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 06:01:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for the comment, Sue. Yup, much as I like Calgary, the snow does put it in perspective.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for the comment, Sue. Yup, much as I like Calgary, the snow does put it in perspective.</p>
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		<title>By: Sue</title>
		<link>http://www.blackdotdiary.com/2009/09/28/learning-to-love-the-rain-it-aint-easy/comment-page-1/#comment-3</link>
		<dc:creator>Sue</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 15:52:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As a Raincoast resident for all my life (except those two misguided years in Calgary brrrr) I sympathize with people who suffer from SAD. I find a late-February sun vacation does wonders - not that I usually do one, but other people seem to think it works.

My best way of dealing with the rain is to thank it for making everything green and clean. Victoria (even in the rain) smells AMAZING. And rain provides perfect excuses for kicky, fun galoshes, great umbrellas, and LOTS of boozy nightcaps! I put on 10 pounds in the winter from all the delicious winter foods that are too hot to cook in summer (roast beast, yorkshire puddings). And on those days in January when you awake to a rogue morning of sunshine, with the moisture still glistening on blades of grass: pure heaven.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a Raincoast resident for all my life (except those two misguided years in Calgary brrrr) I sympathize with people who suffer from SAD. I find a late-February sun vacation does wonders — not that I usually do one, but other people seem to think it works.</p>
<p>My best way of dealing with the rain is to thank it for making everything green and clean. Victoria (even in the rain) smells AMAZING. And rain provides perfect excuses for kicky, fun galoshes, great umbrellas, and LOTS of boozy nightcaps! I put on 10 pounds in the winter from all the delicious winter foods that are too hot to cook in summer (roast beast, yorkshire puddings). And on those days in January when you awake to a rogue morning of sunshine, with the moisture still glistening on blades of grass: pure heaven.</p>
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