Grey skies
Ominous clouds
Looming over the mountain
And to the west
A ray of hope
Sunshine slicing through the clouds
Much to do
No time to waste
Head out or wait
for the storm to pass?
Why wait?
It's only rain.
One step, two steps
A mist of rain
Then a steady shower
Like a wake up call from the heavens
Further along the path
The sweet fragrance of renewal
As the rain washes over me
Then sunshine
To welcome me home
Today I Pray...
...for the wisdom
to know when to let the storm pass
...and when it's better
to walk in the rain
4 comments:
I've got just the same weather this morning, and the same wonderings . . .Lauren, once again your poetry both stirs and settles my soul. How important it is not to assume that we are always to avoid the storm, or to even see "storms" as negatives . . . raindrops do refresh the earth, and when we allow them, our hearts and souls and minds as well. Thank you, sweet new friend, for helping me see the loveliness in our gray mornings.
A few times last week storms rolled in and my daughter and I decided we'd play in the rain instead of running from it as everyone else was doing.
Sometimes going straight through a storm can bring much clarity on the dry side.
:)
True wisdom...I need it every day, in every storm I face. Thank God it is freely available to us whenever we need it. Your way of writing touches my heart. I am blessed in my visits here.
Absolutely beautiful....we all need that wisdom.
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