11 June 2009

Desert rain

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a desert
dry, thirsty, alone, parched, famished,
fatigued, near exhaustion.

then the rain comes
sweetly caressing, gracefully falling
beating into my heart a new rhythm

chapped lips and calloused skin
are no more as the radiating heat
of the desert sand is gone.

A cool refreshing is birthed in these raindrops.
In every season of my life,
He is still God.

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