Rainy days are here.
The sky is freeing the tears of heaven.
Falling, falling…
Through earth’s canopy
The tears continue
Rolling around the curves of the world
Leaving glistening trails on which to follow…
Heavens deep sorrow
Is cleansing the earth.
The crystals pool, then soak.
Deep.
Giving power, gifting life.
Restoration is here below,
Reviving, relieving, the dying soul.
Hope seeps up.
Through the quenched earth
It gives rebirth.
Joy flourishes when dancing
Hand-in-hand with life…
Yet time performs his quiet duty
And submissively earth begins to fade.
Till heaven weeps again.
