Rain falls and beats against the window.
Drops pelt the pane.
Images appear in misty patches of fog.
They disappear with the rain.
Flowers regain their strength.
The storm has rumbled by.
Trails of heaven’s tears
Return to the darkened sky.
Winds blow throughout the earth.
Clouds follow close behind.
Darkness leaves upon request.
Light has spoken so kind.
Beauty whispers a desire to express.
Serenity accepts with a smile.
Kindness welcomes all to pause.
Peace visits for a little while.

1-23-1999 Saturday
Written by Gail Brookshire