the rhythms playing on the roof
the trees, the streets,
especially on my gutter....
the moisture
seeping in
to all the cracks
the swelling
the uptake
the acceptance
and receptivity
with GLADNESS
and rejoicing
don't you love the icy cold drink
on a hot summer day?
there is no question of acceptance of
what feels so good!
so the rain
is here
and now
we must have
ordered it
it's brought
to our table
free of charge
our Secret Admirer,
the Holy Spirit,
watching with glee
as it freely
showers us
sings to us
reminds us
of the Ancient River,
the flood of Love
gushing through our veins
through our Hearts
through our Being
it is us
that rains upon the earth
so mercifully
so generously
so fluidly
with all we are
holding back nothing
and receiving all
we pour out...
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