Rain Psalm

He covers the heavens with clouds, provides rain for the earth, and makes the grass grow in mountain pastures. — Psalm 147:8

A hesitant spatter builds 

to an open deluge, 

our backyard transforms

into a temporary 

swamp, and the water- 

collecting barrels overflow,

rivulets running

down and over,

a casacading

reminder of plenty,

and I know

this will mean new blooms

and green, the freshness

of rain-cleared air,

the newness that springs

forth when a desert

receives a year’s worth

of rain in one passing

hour, and as the thunder

shakes our home and

the lightening bolts 

brilliantly across the sky,

I am reminded of our

dependence, and I sink

into the beautiful humility 

of necessary praises.

—C.L. Fisher, June 2021

Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

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