And the rain will come,

a deluge,

a soaking,

a drought breaking rain.

An overflowing.

Cleansing,

refreshing,

life bringing

rain.

Rain,

rain,

rain on the dry spaces

the dark places

rain on the blackened

seared, wounded

remnants of my soul.

rain,

rain,

rain on my hardened heart

my darkened mind

rain on the

scared, fallen,

remnants of my soul.

Let me dream again

Let your hope arise

Help me see again

and rain

Let me rise again,

in your peace again,

help me hope again

and rain.

rain.

There is a dark cloud,

I hear it calling,

it knows my name,

it knows my pain

it gathers me in

a grey mist

of no returns.

Here is the struggle,

for to struggle is in vain

here is receiving

accepting , to remain

in a place of graced acceptance

even though the darkness falls,

In a place of failure

even though accusations call.

There is a gentle rain

I hear it calling,

it knows my mind

the lies that blind

it gathers me in

a torrent of love's

eternal returns.