The
peaceful rain falls and falls
I
thank Him for my new, wetter home
Unlike
most, it brings peace to my soul
It's
like a world-, or at least a city-event
That
is shared and it brings life
The
grass that was parched and brown
Is
an emerald carpet once again
It's
like a territory-wide time-out
Putting
worry and appointments on hold
To
water the earth, to prepare for Winter
I've
always felt this way, perhaps because I grew up in the desert
Rain
is festive and happy
Drop
by drop it creates streams and rivers
The
flip-side is it gives "voice" to my deepest sorrows
It
says "I understand" with every drop
It
draws me close to my Father
He
created everything, including this watery melody
Where
sadness too deep to convey, flows outward
Back
into His hands.
I
love the rain, it's my natural habitat
Constant
and washing everything clean again
I
rest, I rest to the sounds of rushing water.
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