While in Scotland, I wept the sound of rain in unison with the heavens’ downpour upon an ancient land. The first drops sparkled as they mingled with soil and salt and sand. Their song is eternal—a melody of old, known to fishermen and warriors, whose deepest joy is bound to Him. The world grows black,…
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First Rain
Sometimes the rain carries me to the eternal God Himself whose shadow He deigned to shimmer within a fading fragment— like a raindrop. When heaven and earth blend, the atmosphere grows redolent with eternity. One small picture of that mix is rain and earth. First rain mingled with soil takes on an irresistible scent. Before…
The Rain
Drenching. Rains. I am so grateful for a couple of drenching rains in the last few days that have fallen on parched ground and swollen and restored withered roots. After a record hot summer, fall downpours are penetrating deeply into the dry cockles of the Texas soil and Texas soul. These big, fat drops are more…
Rain
We have been traveling in Israel, Cyprus, Ethiopia, and many other places for the last 11 months and have gotten used to a Mediterranean climate. There are many wonderful things about it … The first thing is that I flat feel better in an arid climate. My sinuses dry up, my joints quit aching, my…
Rain Today
We are in Florida, stealing away for a few days of respite. It rained today. I love the rain. I posted this poem sometime ago, but am re-posting. I guess it is how I feel today with the rain.
Bonnie Saul Wilks 