Rain – I started writing this a couple of days ago. I didn’t realise we were going to have a huge downpour last night. I hope I never lose the wonder that’s contained in everything that God has created.
The thought of one drop of rain,
Falling from a leaden sky,
Brings me to my knees again
I wonder at how simple and wonderful is this fact,
Our planet’s life is held in a drop of water,
That small sphere contains,
The lifeblood for a waiting seed,
The beginnings of a cool fern garden,
Thirst quenching moisture for all creatures,
The beginnings of a mighty river,
The source of the largest ocean,
Life held in a few atoms combined
by the hands of Eternity.
I remember as a child,
Standing in the storm with my tongue
sticking out, not thinking about anything,
Except whether a drop would hit my tongue,
Waiting so long my tongue hurt
from being stretched,
Waiting to taste the cool drop made for me,
The freshest water straight from heaven,
I didn’t know as the first drop touched my tongue,
I was being touched by Eternity,
And I think that in my middle age,
I need to stand outside in a storm,
With my mouth open and my tongue sticking out,
Waiting for Eternity to touch me today.
