Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Comes The Rain - Poem by Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Water laden clouds burst!
Here now, comes the rain,
but I’m loving the ‘liquid sunshine’
and ignoring the weather’s torrential bane.
Despite deluges of Life’s storms,
enjoy humanity and have some fun.
Now comes the rain, washing over us anew,
as the Spirit of the Father’s Son.
Now comes the reign of Christ -
Embrace Him and His Holiness!
Be protected by the Rock’s cleft
and submerged under His Righteousness.
Be always filled with His eternal joy,
taking up the Heavenly refrain -
Tears of the just and unjust continue to flow.
Move past sorrows and see; lo! Here comes the rain.
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