I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Friday, August 2, 2013
A rain prayer
long hot day
cars rolling down gravel roads
dust billowing
floating
an earth made shades of brown
the air heavy
burdened by dust
and smoke
and more
the sun beating down
relentlessly on
flowers
and trees
coated and wilting
sad
then comes the rain
life from heaven
you can smell it as it nears
and then huge drops fall
stirring the dust at first
then calming it
still the rain comes
a deluge
washing
renewing
lightning and thunder
the music of renewal
until
in the morning
all creation glitters
as the sun
now breaking through the clouds
captures the
droplets of life still clinging to the trees
the world is green once more
and the air
ah
fresh and new
Lord
pour out your Spirit
like life giving rain
on our burdened wilted souls
restore
the joy of our creation
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