Summer’s rain –
Soft whispers gently
Falling to my face;
Reminder of God’s Grace.
To sense such beauty –
Darkness slowly fades
Welcoming clarity inside;
A long lost friend.
Even if momentarily –
The vision set in
No time for losing;
Much has been lost.
For He has my purpose –
An empty shell now willing
Ready to meet the world;
Renewed with hope.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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