TEARS OF RAIN

Tears of Rain

Water drips into a receptacle from yesterday's rain;

The pool ripples, sun reflects, it dances on the window pane.

And as I try to speak to God it draws my attention away;

As if it too has its own message, something it wants to say.

It is telling me there is hope as it sashays cheerfully;

Although ominous clouds produce rain that comes down tearfully;

It is for a purpose, water brings life to all the living;

Multi-colored roses thrive in the water I was giving.

I not only did the Lord's work, I watered my dreams with tears;

But only for a short season was I mourning with my peers.

I know there is a time to move on, and put the ash aside;

To anoint my head with oil, under sackcloth no longer hide.

One can't be a 'pillar of strength' to help others through their pain;

If they don't' leave that place covered in dark clouds and tears of rain.